Welcome to Las Vegas! My name is Victor H. Royer, but everyone just calls me Vegas Vic. I was named after that famous neon sign in Downtown Las Vegas, that cowboy with the hat on top of the Pioneer Club, always waving his hand and beckoning to his long love, Sassy Sally, on the other side of the street. I will be writing a few articles for AccessVegas.com, so I hope you enjoy them.
I found a machine that I liked, a two-reel two-coin machine with double-up symbols, and began to play. Almost immediately I hit a $1,000 jackpot. Shortly after, I hit a $5,000 jackpot. Soon, several other players came in and tried various other machines. Then this little, short, older lady came in. She seemed quite ordinary, and could have been anyone's aunt. As popular as I was among the employees, and as much attention as they were giving me, suddenly I was all alone! Everyone swarmed all over that little lady. I had become a persona non grata. Well, maybe not unwelcome, but certainly suddenly un-attended. It shortly dawned on me that The Lady M must be someone really important, a real VIP. I motioned to my friend, the slot host, and asked him who she was.
"That's Lady M," he replied, reverently.
"A real high roller, hmm?" I said with a tone of deep understanding.
"You don't know the half of it," replied my friend, who quickly bolted toward her as she caught his eye and motioned him over. I was left alone again, dropped like a hot potato.
I watched an animated conversation going on, about ten-fifteen feet or so away from where I was. Every now and then I could overhear a few words. From what I was able to catch, this lady was complaining that her favorite machines had been taken out. And she was mad! The hosts, employees and senior staff, which by now had arrived in force, surrounded her and assured her that everything was going to be just fine. A man on a walkie-talkie was furiously discussing something with someone. Soon thereafter there appeared an army of technicians and several workmen wheeling in large slot machines. Three of them, to be exact. With lightning speed they ripped out several other machines in this area and replaced them with the three they wheeled in. The power was on, the machines lit up, and so did the face of the lady. Suddenly she became as friendly as a doll. Smiles everywhere. She settled down in front of the machine in the middle, signed a marker, tokens were brought to her (this was in the days when coins and tokens were still used in the slots), and she began to play. All three machines at the same time, three coins in each machine. Now that the ruckus seemed to have settled down, I again caught the eye of my friend, the slot host, and motioned him over to me.
"Sorry about that," he said as he came up. "We had a little problem. Some idiot didn't read his memo and her machines were taken out and not put back, and she was pissed. The president himself had to come down here and fix it. All of us will have our asses in a sling by tomorrow, that's for sure."
"So who is she?" I was curious.
The Lady M will be continued in the next column.
Victor H. Royer is the Author of 22 books on casino gaming. His newest series of 13 books -- including the new release Powerful Profits from Tournament Poker -- are now available in all major book stores, or from The Gambler's Book Shop at 1-800-522-1777, or at Amazon.Com. Visit his Web site at: http://www.GamingAuthor.com
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