I know I’m on some peculiar mailing lists from the amount of junk email I get, but I’m pretty sure one message I got today wasn’t just random spam, but a list I subscribed to.
Quite possibly it’s connected to The Dealer’s News, a newsletter intended for professional casino dealers in Nevada. Though their obsessive comparisons of which casinos have the best tippers are clearly not intended for the casual reader, I still subscribed because I like to read it every month for the insider stories and bite-size factoids and opinions. Here’s a taster.
Anyway, the email I got today may be nothing to do with them (I actually don’t care if they’re sending me spam as you know I’ll enjoy reading any Vegas-related mail I get) but it’s definitely too specific to be a mass broadcast.
Attention Ladies:
I am holding interviews again for the incredibly fun "Party Pit" being built in Planet Hollywood.
We are looking train more ladies TO DEAL BLACKJACK and PAY you for it. You will work 3 nights a week or more. Day and evening classes are available.
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I just know I could be a self-proclaimed fun dealer in a self-proclaimed incredibly fun party pit given half a chance, and it’s a tempting change of career. But does it really matter that I’ll never look good in a tight t-shirt and hotpants?
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