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It's Hot in Here!
15 years ago
So yesterday is 108 degrees here in the desert, and the air conditioning suddenly breaks at the casino about 40 minutes into the shift. Wednesday nights are what we call "Silver Wednesdays", because all the promotions are geared around the blue-haired crowd, so the place is filled with senior citizens and instead of the typical clubbing soundtrack fare, we have Big Band and oldies playing.
So the place gets hot, quick. As if weekday gamblers aren't the already miserable, irate addicts that they are, now they are griping at me and anyone who doesn't care to listen endlessly about the air conditioning problem, despite the fact I'm even more miserable than them, in my long-sleeved, high-collared shirt and vest and black dress pants and Dealer apron and bowties and junk. Those that aren't griping, look like they're about to die of heat stroke any minute as the temperature in the building soars.
The Pit Bosses and Floor Supervisors all stripped themselves of as much of their business suits as they could and stood in one place, furiously fanning themselves with their clipboards, grabbing bottled waters off the trays of the passing cocktail waitresses and hoarding them like rodents in the podium drawers in the middle of the Pit. If you need any back-up or help on your game, your SOL, coz your Floor wasn't going to walk two steps to get to your game, coz no one wanted to move, the temperature, with all the body heat in that stuffy casino was rising so quickly.
I was dealing Pai Gow Poker, a Pit that is notorious for being a place where no one smiles. But the 'guests' were more cranky than ever. It was hard for me not to laugh at one senior patron, who was sitting on my table. "What is wrong with yer damn air conditioning!?" he grunted, and when I looked at him, his head was so wet with prespiration, his short, white hair was sticking out in all kinds of directions and clumped at the end into little points.
The casino's EMT team was running around with their IV drips and oxygen tanks like crazy. It's Murphy's Law that California would see a sudden heat wave this late in the summer, and the air conditioning would break at the casino on the hottest day of the year so far, and the one day of the week it is full of senior citizens. And all the time, we had the good ol' 50's and 60's music playing away. All we needed was Richard Simmons to show up in some spandex and start yelling at us all, coz we were really sweating to the oldies that day. Oi.
Today it's 104 :P Oh look, it's cooling down!
So the place gets hot, quick. As if weekday gamblers aren't the already miserable, irate addicts that they are, now they are griping at me and anyone who doesn't care to listen endlessly about the air conditioning problem, despite the fact I'm even more miserable than them, in my long-sleeved, high-collared shirt and vest and black dress pants and Dealer apron and bowties and junk. Those that aren't griping, look like they're about to die of heat stroke any minute as the temperature in the building soars.
The Pit Bosses and Floor Supervisors all stripped themselves of as much of their business suits as they could and stood in one place, furiously fanning themselves with their clipboards, grabbing bottled waters off the trays of the passing cocktail waitresses and hoarding them like rodents in the podium drawers in the middle of the Pit. If you need any back-up or help on your game, your SOL, coz your Floor wasn't going to walk two steps to get to your game, coz no one wanted to move, the temperature, with all the body heat in that stuffy casino was rising so quickly.
I was dealing Pai Gow Poker, a Pit that is notorious for being a place where no one smiles. But the 'guests' were more cranky than ever. It was hard for me not to laugh at one senior patron, who was sitting on my table. "What is wrong with yer damn air conditioning!?" he grunted, and when I looked at him, his head was so wet with prespiration, his short, white hair was sticking out in all kinds of directions and clumped at the end into little points.
The casino's EMT team was running around with their IV drips and oxygen tanks like crazy. It's Murphy's Law that California would see a sudden heat wave this late in the summer, and the air conditioning would break at the casino on the hottest day of the year so far, and the one day of the week it is full of senior citizens. And all the time, we had the good ol' 50's and 60's music playing away. All we needed was Richard Simmons to show up in some spandex and start yelling at us all, coz we were really sweating to the oldies that day. Oi.
Today it's 104 :P Oh look, it's cooling down!
ShamonCornell
~shamoncornell
Ouch! You guys have what we had, at the beginning of the summer! Yeah, we're all wondering how long the 70-degree weather and such is going to last....
DingoBones
~dingobones
holy crap girl..just holy hell. Im in Louisiana and it gets hot but i cant imagine being stuck in a stuffy building with a bunch of cranky old people while wearing something that uncomfortable, they should have been more thoughtful about their and employees and the senior citizens (although addicted to gambling still shouldnt be exposed to those temperatures). Im not a casino worker though, I dont know if they would close a business because of the heat. ugh...you poor thing...
ConnorCat
~connorcat
Ain't that a bitch...
chrismutt
~chrismutt
man that sounds horrible hope you dont have to go through that again, plus if i was in your shoes i would find it hard not to laugh at his hair too...reminds me of a customer i had who moaned about the pic and mix, while he was moaning he kept swiping sweets and eating them while eating them he would say "eww god that tatses horrible" i was shocked and at the same time trying not to laugh.
failwin
~failwin
i feel your pain, had to march for four hours in that heat for band camp!
Milsparro
~milsparro
Wow, it's downright autumn cool up here in Northern Ontario.
trance_fox
~trancefox
New York's had one of the hottest summers on record. Not to mention I don't have air conditioning where I work. I'm either outside or I'm unloading marine containers, which is basically a giant oven in the summer. Or come the winter it's a walk-in freezer.
