Gambling

Today I went to the Casino d'Hull. I usually go there with the plans to buy one drink, and gamble no more and five dollars on the horse racing game.

The reason I spend little money there is that when I first turned eighteen, I went there with some friends, and I played at the slot machines. As you may know, you are able to put one two or three coins into the slot. At this particular machine, I was placing two coins at a time. I didn't notice, but one quarter slipped through, and I bet only one coin. Had the second coin gone through, I would have won fifty dollars. If this is not frustrating enough, it happened to me twice that night, making a total of one hundred dollars that I could have, but I was down fourty.

Needless to say, I have become very bitter about gambling, and have only gone to the casino to marvel at the zombies: Coin, coin, spin. Coin, coin, spin. Coin, coin, spin.

Today was one of those days, where I was going on about how I'll only play the horses, because I loose my money slower that way. I decided to play only the quarters that I came with-> Two dollars and fifty cents worth. I put them into the machine. I can't remember what kind of stratagies I had taken in the past for my gambling, but this time, I decided I bet on a couple low odd horses to keep at least three coins coming in, and then bet for a high odd couple. I had three coins left, and I won four. I played three more coins, and WAMMO! I made sixty-eight bucks!!

I cashed out, right then and there. I feel good; even if I'm not a millionaire. But the feeling when you win....I can see now how it's like a drug. It makes you feel like you are special. Like you know the cosmic way the money flows in the casino. It's a silver liquid that seeps out of the lucky man's pocket, and brings a throbbing energy to lights and hipnotic musical bells. The sound is of never ending quarters falling into your hands. If you let go of one coin, they all slip through your fingers.