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A Harvest Story BY RICHARD “REGGIE” GUMMER
SOME PEOPLE HAVE COMPULSIONS TO GAMBLE, SOME TO AMASS FORTUNES AND OTHER’S, THEY JUST LIKE TO WRITE STORIES; YEAH, THAT WOULD BE ME. I WAS NEVER VERY GOOD AT IT ; BUT I HAVE DONE IT OVER THE YEARS JUST THE SAME.
IF ANY OF YOU WANT ANY INSIDE INFORMATION ON ANY CASINO THAT I’VE BEEN TO, I WOULD BE HAPPY TO TELL YOU WHAT I CAN.
REGGIE
Thought you might enjoy my (TRUE) story of today's visit to Agua Caliente Rancho Mirage (CA) casino so here goes:
It came to my attention that several people (including Spinetti;s) already had the new $5 chips from A.C. Rancho Mirage, the ones with the golden palms and black inlay. This jogged my memory, last times I visited the casino, now some months in the past, the new chips were not on the tables and I never went back to check on them. I planned to go to redeem some older A.C. chips before their imminent expiration date, so it would be a guaranteed "new chip" buy there. I like going to casinos with that in mind.
Anyway, upon arriving and parking in the outside lot, I walked through the covered parking lot only to hear and see a lady in distress, yelling "Security!" Nobody seemed to be paying her any attention so I came over and asked what the problem was. "Someone vomited on my car!" she replied. "I want security to come with a hose and wash it off."
Now I thought I'd heard and seen everything in my long life, but this truly was a new Life Experience. It seemed what she wanted most was Sympathy, so I assured her that I personally would never vomit on such a pretty little white car. I mentioned that black Maserati that sometimes parked half across my driveway at home, and that I had been tempted to upchuck on the 'Ratty many a time. Like Queen Victoria, she was not amused.
I then suggested she walk back inside the casino and go to the Security Desk where she could make a report to the guard there. Or, she could go across the street to the new filling station the Agua Caliente tribe had built, and most likely they had a water hose that could do the job.
Proceeded inside the casino to find all the chips on the tables had been replaced by the new series with black inlays. So it was easy to make my buy - the dealers and Pit Boss were happy to accommodate on a slow Sunday afternoon. That chore completed, I played a Fu-Fu-Fu slot machine and in short order hit bonus rounds paying a jackpot of over $230 - very good indeed for the Agua Caliente. And left the building humming "Fu fu fu-fu-fu." Hey, when you're up a couple of hundred, you can walk out singing whatever you like.
Did not find the little white car or Queen Victoria in the lot, so how her drama ended and what happened to the Barfmobile - - - forever a mystery. Fu, fu, fu-fu-fu!
J. Eric Freedner
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