Meet the Loudmouth in Gambling
The Loudmouth is no stranger to the casinos. You see them at the Craps table, the Blackjack table or wherever a crowd seems to gather and gamble.
If you don't see him, it's for sure you'll hear him. He has a knack for drawing attention to himself, if for no other reason than to feed an ego that needs constant refueling.
The Loudmouth ain't just loud. He's also got a mixture of boring, irritable and pesty attributes all mixed in with his personality. Funny thing is, he always happens to be at the machine next to you.
When he's winning, he shouts to the world that he's blessed with a certain gift that allows him to zero in on hot machines.
While he's in that winning streak he's all hoot and holler. He offers advice to people at all neighboring machines, oblivious to the fact that they might be in a losing Trend and not too receptive to his childish prattles.
But the Loudmouth doesn't slow down. He chastises some little old lady for playing only one quarter and occasionally will flip her a couple of coins, then proclaim it to the world how generous he is, "Hey, little lady, here's a few chips from old Buck to get you started on your second million. Guess you're glad you were lucky enough to play in my aisle."
Then he laughs at his own words and waits for nods of approval from the other players for his show of generosity.
This pompous boor is too wrapped up in his own self-importance to see the glances of disgust from the other players.
When a cocktail waitress goes by, he reaches out to stop her and proceeds to make snide remarks about her costume and physical attributes.
His off-color remarks are said loud enough to try and provoke giggles from the other players, but he's too dumb to see their disgust.
His obnoxious behavior continues as long as he's winning. But the instant this Loudmouth slips into a losing spell, his whole manner changes.
He curses his luck, sneers at the other players and threatens bodily harm to any little old lady who may happen to take a machine near him.
The cocktail waitress he was so forward with is now subjected to his vile comments and he insults her because there were only 3 ice cubes in his free drink instead of 4 or 5, and his drink was too warm.
He screams about fixed machines, cheating casinos and anything else that comes to his infant mind. The Loudmouth makes it uncomfortable for anyone unlucky enough to pass by.
His whole outlook is keyed on what is happening to him and everyone else be hanged. And the Loudmouth always seems to find the aisle you're playing in.
You can't hide from these jerks and there's no use trying to reason with them. They're in every casino, at every game and they seem to multiply like mosquitoes.
The Slot hosts recognize the type and avoid them. The casinos tolerate these Loudmouths and try not to encourage their return to that particular establishment.
There's nothing you can do about changing these dorks or trying to discourage them. They're a disease that sickens everyone who comes in contact with them.
The players all hate him, the hosts avoid him, the casino personnel hope this jerk drowns himself in his own pool of obnoxiousness. The Loudmouth brings his own bag of cement. You don't want to be like him.