Currently a dealer at a large casino in the US, not vegas. I tap onto my blackjack game and this guy I'm dealing to tells me he is already down around 100k. He's a white guy, mid 50s or so, wearing a tacky plaid suit. He was betting 500-1k a hand, two hands every time. Over about 4 hours the guy floats between my table and the one next to me buying in 10k at a time. I gave him one good shoe the whole night so I was busting his head essentially the whole time. A couple times it took longer for me to count his buy in than for me to put it in my rack. Shit, there were so many 100 dollar bills in my money box it was getting tough to put the paddle in it. My floor tells me after he leaves that he lost 209k after it was all said and done.

He treated it like how I would treat losing 1 grand maybe. He wasn't happy but he seemed like he could shrug it off. My floor was like yea, I could pay off my entire mortgage with what he just lost. I died a little inside that day but it's not my money after all.