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Dressing Up4 June 2024
“You look as if you are homeless,” she says. “I’m comfortable,” I say. “I don’t smell do I?” “No, you are clean but your look,” she shakes her head. “I know homeless people who are better dressed. I do.” “I prefer dressing comfortably,” I say. “Ever since I was a kid. My mother hated it. Even in Catholic school as a kid I could get away with the same clothes every day, especially high school.” “You used to wear those yellow shoes back then? I’ve seen pictures of you way back then. I am surprised in high school, they didn’t get on you.” “Yep,” I say. “I guess they thought of me as an eccentric athlete. They wanted winning sports teams. The priests had standards. I missed those shoes when they fell apart. I wore them almost two years.” She looks at me. And shakes her head. “All right. All right,” I say. “But my advice about dressing up in a casino is right on the money. For everyone.” She looks at me and shakes her head again. “I am talking about people who are high rollers and semi-high rollers.” “I know, I know,” she says. “Look, many casinos have criminals in them. You could run into one of them. Seriously.” “I know. I know,” she says. “Therefore, dress the part of a person who really isn’t worth mugging.” “Unless you are the criminal who is nuts,” she says. “A homeless or poorly dressed person isn’t really worth mugging. I understand the philosophy. But it just doesn’t sit right with me. I was trained differently. My mother would kill me.” “You always look so pretty,” I say. “Let me go over the philosophy again. If you play high stakes or in the high-roller rooms, the bad guys…” “And girls,” she adds. I nod. “Are looking for an easy score. Grabbing your chips or the money you cashed in for at the cage; that type of thing. Mugging you on the elevator too in some casinos with so-so security. All they have to do is just follow you when you leave the game, carrying a load of chips if you had a decent night. Even if you didn’t but you still have some of those expensive chips.” “Okay, proceed,” she says. She now knows this is going to be an article. Just about everything in my life winds up in a book or article or on television or discussed in articles and on the media; I can’t help myself; I am addicted to stories about, well, myself. “I think in high-level casinos; you know full well, the opportunity to make some decent money exists for the thief. But if you look like, well, a less than rich person or a person who is well off, you might be ignored for someone who looks grander in dress and mannerisms.” “So, underdress,” she nods. “Precisely,” I say. “Their eyes might not even notice you.” “Or if they see you coming out of the high-roller room, they might notice you but you don’t look so hot. Always look like a loser and you are easier to ignore.” “Precisely,” I say. All the best in and out of the casinos! Frank Scoblete’s books are available at Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble, Kindle, e-books, libraries, and bookstores. This article is provided by the Frank Scoblete Network. Melissa A. Kaplan is the network's managing editor. If you would like to use this article on your website, please contact Casino City Press, the exclusive web syndication outlet for the Frank Scoblete Network. To contact Frank, please e-mail him at fscobe@optonline.net. Recent Articles
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