Gambling Addicts In Billings
So, I may or may not have an annual "Big Game" bet with a friend of mine. If I did, it would be a friendly wager of fifty bucks, so nothing life changing. Still, yesterday was a great reminder that there are no sure things.
I'm not much of a gambler. In fact, I'd say that I've gambled less than 20 bucks away in this town, but for those with a problem, this must be a tough place to live. There is apparently no shortage of people who enjoy feeding the thousands of machines in Billings, keeping the casinos thriving. Personally, I just don't get it. I get no satisfaction out of playing machines. I need the satisfaction of seeing disappointment and defeat in the eyes of another human.
So, to all those people who spend their time watching their paychecks disappear while sitting in a dark room filled with beeps and blinking lights, good luck. If Blackjack ever comes to town, we might get to know each other a little better.