Slotservations

Being a slot attendant is a pretty demanding job both physically and mentally speaking. Walking for 8 hours a night is bound to take a toll on the ol' bones, and the constant exposure to cigarette smoke leaves the longs with a constant burn. I look forward with fond anticipation of a time when I will no longer have such working conditions and I'm confidant my body will make a full recovery.

What concerns me are the mental effects that I fear will remain forever. For example, I was at the airport waiting to take a leisurely jaunt to Texas to scope out the Longhorn State when I decided the time could not be more perfect for a sandwich of some sort. I settled down with a sandwich and my laptop hoping for some inspiration when I saw someone waving their arms a few tables away. That's when I experienced the following knee-jerk reaction: dread. Surely that person waving their arms was after me! The wanted me to bring them a cocktail server, or maybe they needed change. Or worse, maybe...maybe their player's club card wasn't working - AGAIN - thus giving them license to yell at me for twenty minutes over something I have no control of whatsoever. A full minute passed by (okay, maybe more like 2 seconds) before I realized the fellow waving his arms was not trying to catch my attention but that of his traveling companions. Furthermore, I wasn't at work and if anyone did wave their arms at me I had every right to pretend I didn't see them. What a relief! And yet...what a disturbing realization that I've been so shell shocked by the simple motion of arms waving. *Sigh*

In a continuing attempt to not let the "man get me down," here is a delightful song by Kermit the Frog and Flight of the Concords's Bret McKenzie.
Anyone who is sad after listening to this is already lost...as lost as a casino patron waving their arms at me because they can't find the bathroom.

Celibacy in the City: The Disappointed

One of the greatest bands of the 80s (and overall, in my opinion) XTC summed up my love life in their song The Disappointed. One of the most disheartening aspects of a failed relationship is the disappointment...complete and utter disappointment. Disappointment in myself for failing to keep him interested, disappointed in him for being so typical, disappointment that once again things have not worked out to the full of their potential.

Once again, I have been disappointed. Such is life and I worry that mine is a life that will be a cylindrical whirl of one let down after another. Optimism is getting more and more difficult to maintain or even feign. I feel myself slipping into cynicism, one jaded moment at a time.

Take it away, XTC.

Slotservations

Pacing an entire night on a casino floor clad in brown polyester can bring really bring you down - if you let it. To pass the time and stave off cigarette-scented waves of depression, I'm starting a new blog segment called Slotservations. (Mike the Tech slaps his forehead in disgust at this poor mishmash of a pun)

Slotservations are tasty nuggets that I've been gathering like so many nuts for winter to make me feel better about myself and my situation.

Here's a few to get the ball rolling.

Far too many women wear white pants these days. I'm not talking crisp, white, respectable pants either. The offending pants I refer to are of a more spandex-like nature, and are often worn by heavier women with some form of halter top.

I find little old Asian women who wear thick, white socks with sandals completely adorable and endearing. I find strapping young black men who wear thick, white socks with sandals incredibly irritating. I don't know why this is. Is it age or race that makes the difference, and what does it say about me that I put so much stock in the socks of others?

There must be an unspoken rule that all poker players simply must represent the lowest forms of humanity possible.

I've never met a Texan I didn't like.

European men find me attractive despite my brown suit. American men find me attractive despite my brown suit, but only once they're roaring drunk. So drink up says I! *Sigh*