Atlantic City Recap
This post was published Tuesday March 10, 2009 filled under life.
I took a short trip last week to the NYC/Jersey area for a business meeting and to visit a friend. I also wanted to check out Atlantic City, since I’ve never been there and heard the action was pretty decent on the tables.
We stayed in a suite at the Trump Marina, had a nice dinner at an Italian Seafood Cuisine called Harbor View which was really good, had some drinks, and all in all a pretty good time. So no complaints here.
After we ate I wanted to check out the Poker Room, which was non-existent at our Hotel. So we took a taxi over to Borgata, which was pretty nice besides the fact they basically tried to rob me. We walked around then eventually found the Poker Room, which was just a madhouse and full of games. They had an open seat for me at a $2-$5 NL Hold’em game which I took right away.
On my way over to the table I was ID’d by the floor, which I was cool with, and I showed him my NY ID Card. The Nevada DMV hole punched my NYS ID in the bottom corner because I am waiting on my Nevada ID to come in the mail. So anticipating having some problems with this hole punched ID, I brought several forms of ID. Anyways the floor didn’t care about the hole punch and sat me down at the game. There were no chip runners so I went to the cage and got my own chips. After playing a couple hands the cock tailer waitress offered me a drink and I orded a beer, where I was ID’d a second time. The cocktail waitress didn’t give me any problems and brought me the beer. About 45 minutes into the game, I’m up $200, a new dealer comes in and before she even shuffles the cards asks me for my ID, I mean I did shave that day but I don’t look like I’m 15 and I’m normally never ID’d anywhere in Vegas. So this dealer must of been having a bad day because not only was she extremely rude to me she threw my ID back at me and said this isn’t valid I can’t accept it. I tried to reason with her and explain but was cut short when she called over security and told him to tell me not to tell her how to do her job. So the security guard pulls me away from the table and looks over my ID, I try to again explain my situation and tell him I have other forms of ID, but the guy seriously was impossible to reason with and would not hear anything I was saying. He not only told me I have to leave the casino, but they have to confiscate my chips. At this point I’m pissed and would not accept and asked to speak to his supervisor.
I was escorted to the security office, where I was surrounded by about 12 officers, who were all treating me like shit. After showing several forms of ID and having them scan my hole punched NYS ID to verify it is in fact a valid ID and not expired I was given permission to keep my chips and told I could continue gambling. Without even thinking about returning to gambling I cashed my chips and left the Casino without a single apology or show of good faith for basically ruining my night. I wish that never would have happened because I think I would have made a ton of money in that room since the action was very good and the players (at my table at least) were all donks.
After that whole mess at Borgata we went back to our Hotel and just got drunk at the lobby bar, tried some Trump Vodka, which was pretty good. We played a couple table games, won some money playing roulette had as much fun as possible since we may have been the only people in the City looking to have a good time and not there just to gamble.
The next morning we checked out of our room and were picking up the car from Valet. Since they charged $10 to valet for some reason I reached into my pocket to find I still had a red chip worth $5 from their casino. I asked the teller, if she would mind taking this so I don’t have to go back up to the cage? With an awful attitude she responded “No” of course. I mean what type of casino won’t take it’s own chips as tender?
If you’re thinking about taking a vacation to Atlantic City, just go to Vegas. A.C. is pretty much a mini, ghetto version of Vegas, where you’re treated like shit and surrounded by degenerate gamblers that are not looking to have fun but just to gamble.