You take your chances

Over the weekend, a woman was killed in a car accident outside the Harrah's Casino in KC. The story doesn't say but I'm going to go ahead and assume she actually managed to walk out of the place with a few bucks in her hand or maybe she even won a decent amount of cash. That's just the way luck works.

You might remember that recently an old woman blackjack dealer (talk about hard life) was robbed of her purse outside another metro casino.

All of this misfortune leads me to believe that casinos are nothing more than a waste of time. It's bad enough that local casinos seem to be infested with minorities and Asian people who apparently don't have a good understanding of basic statistics (which is odd in the case of Asian people). Furthermore, I always have the suspicion that all of my lost money is going to make an Italian person rich. However, the days of the mob owning casinos are long over so I'm guessing the money actually ends up in the hands of a Tall Israeli which is cool and usually the case in most circumstances.

One last thing, does anybody find the cocktail waitresses even remotely attractive? Sure, they have short skirts and outfits that are made to display cleavage but nearly every one of them looks and usually smells like something out of a French whorehouse at high tide. More often than not, the women in these outfits are usually starved for attention since all of the men in the casinos are so hopelessly addicted to gambling that they have long forgot about sex. Still, I'm sure these broads somehow find a way to be complete whores because anything less would just be a waste.

In the end, all of these factors still probably won't keep me away from the casinos for any significant amount of time. They serve up hope and free soft drinks so it's hard for me to resist. Additionally, it's somewhat comforting to know that no matter who wins . . . if you stay in a casino long enough you'll inevitably be surrounded by nothing but losers.