11/11/99 thursday
gila river casino is about 10 or 15 miles south of phoenix. it's a beautiful red adobe structure, with plenty of parking all around.
you folks know that, when i see something i like, i don't hesitate to give credit where credit is due. and when i see something i don't like.....
i won't say much about gila river. this is what happened there: i had been playing for about an hour. i was about to order the very first bagel and cream cheese i had had on my trip, when it finally occurred to me why the room had gotten so noisy. several staffers, including a few dealers, and a few people who looked like floorpeople, and at least one or two who looked liked supervisors, had been engaged in a lengthy argument at the front podium. the argument was about changing days off, fa' chris'sake. my table was near the front. i stood up and shouted, "hey! hey! shut the hell up! don't you people understand that you've got *customers* in this room???"
i think i know why they only had three tables in action at gila river.
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