Once, during orientation at another casino I worked at, the guy running the orientation told a story about a guy that won either a tournament or huge jackpot, in the vicinity of $50K. Not only did he request cash, but he refused a security escort to his car. Fuck that shit, I'd like a couple 7' tall Kung Fu Master bodyguards please, and police escort with lights flashing as I drive to the bank..
Quote: PayTheLineCashing out a huge win (low 5 figuers) at an reservation casino. After the count was verified a cashier accually set off one of those party poppers INSIDE the cage! I said i wasnt happy at the added attention that was brought to the stuation as i would be walking out with a few stacks of benjamins. Needless to say i asked for a securety escort and recieved it. Anyone else experience unwanted attention at a cage? How was it handled?
How did they know you didn't lose 5 figures? Did you tell them you won?
I don't play in your area but this is bizarre. Cages are usually solemn and for them to even stock poppers let alone set one off is odd for many reasons. There must have been a supervisor on hand to verify and approve the transaction so who made the call on the popper?
When was the CTR generated before or after the celebration?
Often a casino will broadcast over the PA a sum they have "paid out that day" but NEVER have I heard of an instantaneous celebration that clearly identifies someone carrying a wad of cash. Many times a cage clerk is required to call out "Full Rack" but that is mainly so her boss can watch her if he wants to. Many casinos now require a cage clerk indicate a transaction above a certain level, but its not done over the public address system. Many casinos require all cage clerks to verbally offer a security escort above a certain level.
A casino can indeed wire money directly into your bank account but be sure you have the correct numbers from your bank. A casino can also give you a check. If you live in California, many Vegas casinos can have a California corporate entity make the transfer, the same way you can often pay off a marker to a general sounding California corporation.
I think it was at the old Barbary Coast that one lovely cage clerk asked me if I wanted a security escort to my car when she was giving me my one dollar bill for my very last chip that I was determined to cash in rather than wager. I wanted to smack her!
I can't fault her for that. Sure, it's silly, and in a dagger twisting manner, just adds insult to injury from having lost, but you gotta see the humor in it.Quote: FleaStiffI think it was at the old Barbary Coast that one lovely cage clerk asked me if I wanted a security escort to my car when she was giving me my one dollar bill for my very last chip that I was determined to cash in rather than wager. I wanted to smack her!
On the flip side, I'd be outraged at the situation described in the original post. Not only would I not want the attention, there's no way the cage clerk would know if I was ahead or behind.
Yes. She was young, happy, good-looking and told me I should have bet it. I'm sure she was right. Its just that it was indeed a knife-twisting moment and I didn't want to lose my last dollar since I might not have had enough gas to get back to Los Angeles.
>Not only would I not want the attention, there's no way the cage clerk would know if I was ahead or behind.
Oh, I think if they are any good at their job they soon learn a way to tell ... winners have a certain spring to their step and smile when they walk up to the window. Its only losers who are glum.
Quote: NicksGamingStuffCan't they wire the $ into your checking account?
In my experience, at least, it is very easy to wire money into the cage, and extremely difficult, if not impossible, to get them to wire money back to you when you leave. I've always had to settle for a cashier's check, or a check drawn on the casino's account.
I once had a guy who I thought was following me after I cashed out $700, but I keep aware by nature when I'm alone in a casino anyway so I ditched him near a security guy and brought the money up to the room before going back to find my sister. When I colored up only $500 and looked around for the cage, the pit guy immediately asked me where I was parked. I thought that was nice that he didn't want me walking out alone with even that amount, but I was just converting back to cash to join my husband at the slots. I guess some places are more protective of female guests.
Obviously, they prefer to give you cash. That way, there's a chance you'll play it again.Quote: heatherIn my experience, at least, it is very easy to wire money into the cage, and extremely difficult, if not impossible, to get them to wire money back to you when you leave. I've always had to settle for a cashier's check, or a check drawn on the casino's account.
If you ask for part cash, part check, they generally don't hesitate, because they know you're probably going to play the cash.
And (and this is key), if you have the check on you, there's a chance you'll lose the cash, then want to cash the check in.
If you have any portion wired to your bank, they know that's where it's staying, and they have no shot at it. That's why they're reluctant.
Quote: IbeatyouracesUnless absolutely necessary, never leave immediately after cashing out a large amount. I always walk around a bit while looking around to see if I'm being followed.
I wonder if this is the best strategy to avoid a problem. Hanging out allows the nogoodnik who has been monitoring the cashier's window time to call in his confederates. They will then have time to get to the casino garage and follow you home.
Quote: IbeatyouracesThats the whole point. If noone is following me, they wont know what I drive. But if I ever did feel unsafe, I definately would ask for an escort.
Casino security will walk you to your car, but I don't think they would escort you all the way home. The bad guys on the other hand, would certainly tail you home, and make a move when you step out of your car. Hanging around gives them a chance to get organized, and get in position.
Quote: FleaStiff
I think it was at the old Barbary Coast that one lovely cage clerk asked me if I wanted a security escort to my car when she was giving me my one dollar bill for my very last chip that I was determined to cash in rather than wager. I wanted to smack her!
You must see the humor in that, this far removed from the situation! I had a similar situation at Wheeling Island one night after a particularly bad Craps session, and an overly bored cashier asked me essentially the same question, after laughing hysterically, I asked, "What, is the armor-plated truck already out?"