I don’t usually go to the casino on a Saturday night – too many people, too many freaks! But, we had a show to see, so we took our chances and went to Mohegan Sun. The real entertainment ended up being the crowd of people on an extremely busy Saturday night.
Remember the bar scene in the first Star Wars movie (Episode IV) and the infinitely different cast of characters in that lounge? Well, it’s wasn’t completely the same inside Mohegan Sun, but….
PEOPLE WATCHING – it’s what you can do when you’re not gambling, or just walking around, or even taking a break and sitting down for a while. PEOPLE WATCHING – try it, you won’t believe what you will see. (careful, this might seem judgmental – and it is. But when a person goes out in public, there are some areas that are just odd or downright funny.)
Here’s a few of our memories of the night and some conclusions from those recollections – some of which are unfortunately burned in my brain for eternity:
THE DEMISE OF THE MIRROR INDUSTRY
This, I am sad to say, must be true. I believe there must be a lack of mirror availability – maybe even on the verge of mirror extinction! After what I witnessed Saturday night, people can’t be buying mirrors. Are they too expensive? Are they illegal? Can you only find them on the black market? After what I witnessed Saturday night, I am convinced they must be a rare commodity, indeed.
THE TINY BLACK SKIRT BRIGADE
This must be a cult club, or something. I think it goes hand-in-hand with the disappearance of mirrors. I always wondered why females – young and older – would wear clothing that seems to be uncomfortable, tight, short and uncomplimentary – making the person wearing it completely self-conscious and, well, UNCOMFORTABLE! Then, I got it – stronger arms. Women wear these styles for the physical benefits. No, not those physical benefits (get your mind out of the gutter, this is a family blog). Physical as in building those biceps and triceps with the constant pulling up the top, pulling down the bottom. Ingenious. My wife thought of the cult’s new name – we will from this day forward refer to these ladies as “the Tuggers.” One question still remains – at what length (or lack there of) does the dress actually turn into a shirt?
DRESSED FOR SOUP-CESS
Here is the story of a perfectly dressed couple, (like, ready for opera dressed, or something really classy,). As they are standing line to order, the dapper gentleman yells back at his lovely wife saying, “hurry and get that table” referring the self-serve seating area. The establishment they are in line for? – Soup Man in the Food Court.
ANNOYING OR POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS?
“I won, I won!” (scream, scream, scream). Either it’s:
- Somebody freaking out over getting five cherries in a row on a penny slot – with a 25-cent bet (ah, newbies), or
- Someone really winning a large jackpot and letting everyone know – including those who may compromise that person’s safety later in the night (not very smart.)
A reminder – if you win big, don’t televise it. Ask for an escort when you go to your car, or use the safe in your room. OH, SECURITY!
HERE’S A NEW ONE
The restroom is a new millennial lounge area, or so it was this Saturday night. I walk in, and three young guys, all with drinks, just hanging out talking guy stuff – in the restroom. Not at the urinals, not washing their hands, just leaning against the wall, one sitting on the sink, drinking and chillin’. This could be an anti-cult (or other halves) to the TUGGERS.
A MAN WALKS INTO A BAR….
Seriously…the guy was so drunk he missed the seat at the VP bar, fell forward, and hit his head on the bar. Luckily, the bar & video poker machine were spared damage – not so sure if the man knew what hit him.
We left, just shaking our heads and smiling……. Oh, the Humanity!
That’s all for now.