Everything must come to an end, and this story is no different. I would like to take the time again to thank Chris “loganWHD” Hadnagy for getting me to open up and tell this story and Jay Trinckes for putting a spit polish on my crude words. Now, on to the story…
After the frame job, I transferred to another bar at a nearby Post where the manager was a friend. The new bar had a lot bigger slot machine section. I again had the keys to the door, the combo to the safe (this time, with $180k in small non-sequential bills at all times), and access to the video surveillance system controls/hard drives. While I was at this bar, we became the #1 grossing facility in the world for M.W.R.(Morale Welfare and Recreation). Our annual budget was $15. 8 million in slot revenue and we had just expanded with an annex a month before I left. I was mostly the one that counted, sorted, wrapped, and deposited all that money. Some slot drops (say, the ones after a holiday) were so large that I would be counting a quarter of a million dollars that day. (You will never know that kind of temptation, my friends.) (more…)