In a truly inspired move, management got rid of Margaritaville's only Pai Gow table, fixing once and for all the problem of doddering baby boomers hunched over their cards, mumbling polysyllabic words among themselves, well below the threshold of auditory pain. Opposite the gaming tables, now jammed together apparently to discourage patrons of size, is a vast new area dedicated to Beer Pongers, the "Staggering Deaf". Good news is the primitive screams and hand signs that worked so well for our cave-dwelling forebears seem to work just as well for casino staff and the modern troglodytes to whom Margaritaville has been rededicated. In fact management should be congratulated for creating a whole new series called the "Walking Deaf". Management fixed that problem by replacing the Jimmy Buffet ambience with a deafening rapper romper room for the soon-to-be-hard of hearing. Most of the reason for visiting Flamingo -was- going to Margaritaville Casino to socialize and spend money with staff and customers, many of whom seemed past puberty, in a pleasant, reasonably secure ambience with good music played at reasonable levels for the demographic that made Margaritaville what it -was.
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