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Tellafriend
I've toyed with writing a novella; have that many stories.
In 2007 I lived at Foxwoods for about 6 months.
Just prior to my stay I gave them a night of heavy action in the pits. They had never seen me before and rated me off that. They gave me a black card.
So I had a lot of points and I was entitled to free rooms by virtue of the Black Card except for certain holidays and some weekends. For $25 of points I would go to the Spa every afternoon as I started my day. Work out, take a steam, sit in the sun and generally wake up.
I would see one of the Foxwoods hosts there almost every day at the same time. He introduced himself. He clearly knew I was unusual in that I was there daily. He was always very pleasant but I stayed private as is my habit.
I really had no clue what possibilities he represented.
In retrospect, especially at the end of the go-go years, I coulda asked for nearly anything and probably have gotten it. We had a casual but distant friendship over the weeks. I have since been told that if you don’t ask you don’t get it.
Gambling rebates are a classic example. If you don’t negotiate it you don’t get it.
I was just playing poker. But still... Shows, golf, occasional high roller suite. I’m sure I could have gotten hooked up if I just asked.
These days I just sports bet. The sports book manager or even the counter will give you passes to restaurants but that’s about it. Maybe a room occasionally. So that’s as close as I ever got to “the life” of the privileged player.