It has begun to become fun around the gambling parlor. Robbie's is a neat parlor with fun games. I've been studying them, and noticed the bingo slot machine gave a lot of money. It's fun to get tips like that, but it's a wonder if they're real or fake. The luck was too good, it makes me think he hacks it.
Speaking of which, customer hack moments have occurred. The first moment was for a free beer, which I let slide cause as a Cashier of DG, I remember I am legally obligated to let you rob me and only call the cops. But it was a funny moment which let it happen. Such a act of horny mischief. A woman made her titty slip out her bra, and while I stared for a moment. Then looked away politely, a man stole a beer behind me.
I did not get her phone number, her boyfriend got a free beer. Truly I was cucked. :(
I wish I could tempt the world with my music. But unfortunately, playing J-Pop and stuff like Imagine Dragons, A Perfect Circle, and Paramore would be a terrible blend for gamblers to hear. What would be good gambling music? I feel like J-Pop works well honestly.
Another customer hack was that a celebrity's machine got hacked with a prank. They made weird white stick figures with rectangular heads crawl out the sides of the screen and hack the game in both good and bad ways. It started with him getting extra money, which he managed to cash out somehow. But then it robbed him, and messed with chunks of the slot machine's screen. Near permanently. It didn't fix itself until the reset the next day, becoming a new game entirely.
It was dreadful, it was putting porn memes as the victory symbols instead of the real thing. And if it failed, it was gore. Gore and porn. Truly a dreadful combination.
Another one was just talking to me too much. It was a delightful distraction from a beautiful Asian woman. We had a nice conversation about stories and stuff. I made fun of Chainsaw Man. It feels like a book for a schizo loser to be a hero of. He's such an immature loser. No real noble goals, and the fights are too easily won. The gore shouldn't even exist, it's such a cartoon. She never watches anime, but after I described it, she agreed.
Anyway, while I was distracted by a hot chick, a customer managed to cause a glitched jackpot to happen. Which I try consoling myself by saying you couldn't stop it since there's a USB port in the machine to charge your phone. And everything is on the same wife, I assume. So it's hackable no matter what, but I still feel bad cause he was barely there five minutes. And as soon as he got a jackpot, she left with her friend. Which was the guy that won. Of course. Maybe I'm bitter cause a hot chick distracted me and went away with the hacker.
A bit of minor chemistry happens with the register. It's minor chemical warfare to melt the safe and the register's safe. Very annoying, but that's life. They begin by regularly spilling soda on it to cause minor acid burns. Then it escalates with people's stench and spit. Tobacco spit especially. And weird, candy spits as well. Which happen after they vape indoors. Coincidence? Hell no, they're melting the safe. I just spray soap and water on it to purify it and hopefully keep the safe thieves away. I don't even know why I bother, I'm not legally obligated to help with this. But I still do it. And I'm not gonna brag about it, nobody would believe it's real anyway.
Did anything else worth mentioning happen? Not really yet, everyone is rather nice. No deep relationships with anyone. I don't have a co-worker to regularly work with, I work alone. I'm basically a floor manager or some shit. I'd be impressed with myself if my job wasn't basically babysitting adults. I don't even deal out cards, I just hand you drinks. And pray you don't get rowdy on me. Cause I will just press the panic button and run away. That is what I'm legally obligated to do.
Peace and love. :D