"Not a casino worker, but still a sad story. Managed an apartment portfolio decades ago and one of the properties was in Vegas. Keep in mind that this was before the days of paying your rent online. We had a zero cash collection policy, but the manager of the property told everyone was "lifted" for the month to help boost our collections. The perfect storm happened on a Friday that aligned with a lot of paydays. She collected about $80k (roughly $150k in today's dollars) in cash for rent and then went to the casino and put it all on red. Her thinking was that she would double it, then deposit the $80k on Monday and nobody would ever know the difference. She did not win. Monday comes around and I see that the money didn't get to the bank so I call the property. Nobody has seen the manager. Alarm bells immediately ring in my head. I fly to Vegas. We eventually found her at some dude's house and called the police. So stupid."
What a stupid idiot. Blame others for his own faults, life decisions and his addiction. Let Darwin sort him out.
Oh, and the training facilities for croupiers were a lot of fun to be. We learned to explain the payout of slotmachines. To do that, we would fill them up with (training) coins and start playing. Some machines you could bet 5 coins on each of the 7 winlines. So 35 coins in a single push of a button, gone. You could have a bucket of coins, spend a few minutes filling the machine with m, and then play it away in 60 seconds.