For a lot of places across the US, this is the first Thanksgiving Day with a sportsbook.
In Las Vegas, we’ve been doing it for years. And with travelers visiting the city by the millions each year, the sportsbooks are a popular place on Thanksgiving...
There is college basketball and even a couple horse tracks running.
Enough to keep books busy, that’s for sure. And that means that somebody has to work.
For most of America, this is a day to reflect on what you have and spend time with...
Somebody has to work to make sure you have that wager. Whether it’s the guy putting in the numbers, approving the bets, writing the ticket...
Either it’s the new guy or girl, the young ones who draw the short straw, the old ones who volunteer because that’s just what they do, or it’s the lifers who have worked it for decades.
In Vegas, you have employee dining rooms where...
On Thanksgiving though, it’s all out. I mean, even the shitholes serve a good Thanksgiving meal.
I have eaten my “first” Thanksgiving meal of the day for 15 years at...
whatever was on the menu.
It was always a good time to reflect on what I had, where I had been, and where I was going.
While my family was home preparing the meal, and the kids were having fun, I was...
Don’t get me wrong, it could have been worse. I never took that for granted.
But banging out parlays and trifectas at Aqueduct on Thanksgiving was not at the top of my list.
One year, we had a new manager who didn’t know what he was doing but..
He scheduled two writers for the morning. Two. The ol’ 1-2.
We had 10 operational windows. On a Tuesday in July, we had two writers. But on..
I said, “I know. I did. He knows everything already. Let him find out.”
But, you are working and you are going to be buried.
“I can’t wait. You guys should come to see the show. And bring popcorn..
I opened that morning. Got the big bank and got the other guys bank ready.
Opened my window on time and started banging out tickets for the regulars.
My co worker got there, signed on and started writing tickets. We were humming right along...
Unable to even sign back on, I was left on the island to bang out parlays and teasers on my own.
Nobody in the back knew what happened. The tech guy was befuddled. Bottom line, I was a solo act until the Lions game kicked. It was a burial of epic..
All was well until it wasn’t. My machine went down. And now the line was backed up for a mile..
The know it all manager was storming around with his head about to blow. The natives were getting restless. If they didn’t get their bets in, we were going to BE the fucking stuffing...
As much..
So, I did what I thought was right. I went on the other side of the counter and walked through the line wishing everyone a happy Thanksgiving.
Apologized for the inconvenience and smiled..the whole..
One by one, they dashed for the door to race down the street to bet the Lions. Or they said thank you and left the book...
Disaster averted for the most part. The system didn’t come back up until halftime of the Lions game. We survived.
The asshole manager I had did not.
He made it another month and was fired. Karma is a bitch...
Me, I’m still working in a book so I’ll be watching the lines and watching the games until the halftime of the Cowboys game when my night guys take over.
To all the book staff everywhere, keep your head up and smile. Make it as fun as possible.
And...
Along with your goddamn bet numbers..😂😂😂
Happy Thanksgiving to All
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