I won't be going to G.A. anytime soon...

I just got back from the Golden Moon Hotel & Casino in Philadelphia, Mississippi. I have $5 more in my pocket than I did when I left, and I could not be happier to be home. The Golden Moon (part of the Pearl River Resort) is nice. The rooms were pleasant and comfortable, the staff everywhere we went (except for that one DB server at dinner on Friday night) was totally accommodating, and the dealers were nice (except for Jesse who didn't know the rules of roulette - oh poor Jesse). But I have learned that gambling is not for me. I had a blast at the slots for about an hour. The roulette table was so much fun (I put a $20 on the table and then walked away with $101) for a little bit. The video black jack sucked, but I was too intimidated to sit at a table. The damn video black jack took my $101 I had just won and then some. It's nice that they bring you free (but not very strong) drinks, but I don't want to play your stupid games anymore. Just give me a cocktail. Short of leaving the casino floor and going to a restaurant you can't get a drink unless you're feeding your hard earned money into the damn machines (or tables). Well, you know what? I'm bored of playing your games. I just want to drink and hang out with my friends, but no, you are forcing me to keep spending money if I want to stay and hang out and drink. And I'm not talking about $1 here, $3 there, I'm talking like the $101 I just won and then some. It's quite a little scammy-scam you casino places have going. But I've learned my lesson. Sure I might visit Vegas one day, I might even go back to the Golden Moon, but I will be bringing my book and my own booze. I'll be damned if I'm forced to feed money to glorified ATM machines only to get served cranberry juice with a splash of vodka. Hi, my name is Melissa, and I do not have a gambling problem. In fact, just the opposite, I have a casino problem. My problem? I don't like casinos.