Work Stories from a Bellhop/Valet at a Casino

I worked as a bellhop and valet driver at a prominent casino in the south. Here are my stories.

As a bellhop, my job was to take help a customer by taking up their luggage with them to their room and tell them about the nights events and go over amenities. After I unload their luggage, customers usually tip, but its not mandatory at this casino.

This one man was a big jerk. I knew I wouldn't be tipped but its something you don't mind if they are nice. He was completely rude the whole time and shouted insults at me as I was unloading the luggage. I left the room in a bad mood.
2 Hours later, the ambulance was there and the man was being wheeled out. His face was literally blue. He had passed out at a slot machine after some breathing issues. He didn't make it. I didn't feel even remotely bad about it as he had been pretty toxic to deal with.

On busy nights, people's hotel rooms weren't always available yet. So they would bring in their luggage and keep it on a cart in the back. This lady had her "fathers cremated remains" in a box on top of her luggage. This was out of the ordinary for us and attracted attention. This suspicious package led us to get security involved. Turns out, she was hoping the cremated remains would deter people from touching her drug filled box.

This was so creepy. It was winter and cold and I kept my hair long but it was under a beanie. I took one older gentleman and his luggage up to his room. As I was holding the door knob to leave he asked for one last thing, he wanted to see my hair and asked if I would take my beanie off and show him... I backed out of the room quickly saying, no thanks. *shudders*

Most of the casino population is elderly folks. We have so many that came through valet. One very elderly lady pulls up and is preparing to exit her car. During this time, we show them where to park, I take down their tag and car info for their ticket. As I walked by the front of her car, as she proceeded to exit her vehicle without putting it in park. It lunged forward. If she had not turned and hit the brake, it would have smashed my legs into the car in front of it. It was a very close shave and she happened to brake mere inches from my legs.

Another Elderly person, I noticed him trying to drive under the barricade arm of our valet parking lot. He was parked there hocking his horn. You need a valet badge to drive in and out of that area.

I walked over to his driver door to inform him that he couldn't park there. He then proceeded to put the car into reverse and whip the car around so hard that the front end almost hit me. I ended up putting my hands on his car and jumping backwards with my legs. He looked at my startled face, shoved it into drive and then drove over the curb and through 2 rows of manicured bushes at like 50 mph. I should have known by his mesh shirt that he was insane.

I drew the short stick when the local crack head orders a hotel room and a bellhop to help with the luggage. As we were walking down the hall, he was slumped and falling down. When I got to the door, he spit and slurped out a question about the nights events and drooled all over the front of his shirt. I answered his question, placed his luggage just inside his door and briskly left.

This lady had been nicknamed "Lizard Lady" by security. I soon found out what that meant. She was a piece of work.
She carried a poor lizard in her pocket and would put it on her head, her ears, her lips and her tongue and dance around with it. She practically was living at the casino for more than a week but was kicked out for openly trying to prostitute at the main bar.
It was my turn for her bellhop. Great... She had 4 full cart loads of stuff. And on top of that, she had some weird stuff in her room, like a medieval flail. I helped her put everything into bags and move it outside. She had a bag of rotten leaking fruit in her sink. She kept telling me to grab it and I said, its rotten. She picked up the wet bag of rotten fruit and shoved it into my hands.

I was so angry, and I had rotten fruit juice all over my arms and hands. When we got outside, we had to load 4 carts of crap into her rental car that was a hatchback that was already full of junk. I'm not sure how I did it, but it took me over an hour to pack her stuff into her car as she danced with her lizard for the security guards. I earned my first ever $100 tip, but it was not worth it.

They ended up calling the cops on her because she would leave and come back, trying to re-enter the hotel and casino.

A very large, obese lady came to the casino every week and always orders a rental scooter hover round thing, every time she uses it, she refuses to leave the slot machine and get up and go to the bathroom. She wont wear adult diapers either so she just pees herself in the chair and then leave it for us to take back. Seriously, never sit on these things. They aren't always cleaned after each and every use. People can be disgusting.

On another note, the job was super fun, but you do see some crazy stuff.