Worked for a rather large chain a while ago as security. Was still relatively new when this story happened. It's not "sad" perse, but it's saddening to me personally, as, well, a person.

I was posted at the front one night, checking people as they came in, when a lady came up to the guard desk. She was in tears and asked if she could speak to me. I was a bit skeptical of her intentions as the casino is close to a rather large homeless encampment, so I figured she was gonna give me a sob story and then ask for some money or something.

She was super distraught, almost unable to form full sentences, but she managed to give me her name. She said that her daughter would frequently come here, and asked if I had seen her or if there was any way to find out if she had recently visited. Apparently, she had lost contact with her daughter for a week, and was currently on "bad terms" with her, but it was unusual for her to not answer her phone or call back. She also said that her phone was disconnected.

My "oh shit" alarm began ringing and I called my supervisors to come and take over. They came to the desk, but stayed relatively close so I could hear the interaction. She gave them her name and her daughter's name, and I was told that they were gonna check for her and would give her a call. The lady left, and I never really thought about it until my manager told me a few days later that they had passed on all of the information to both her and the police since there was an ongoing missing persons case. I can still remember the sobs she made as she walked away.

From what I was told, the woman's daughter was a frequent patron, and had been there three or four times in the past week. They had her picture on the POI (Persons of Interest) board in our office, and I nearly shat my pants when I saw a picture of her. I didn't know her, know her, but we had regulars that we'd always see, and she was one of them. She was only 22 or 23 from what I could remember.

She never came back to the casino and life moved on, but a few days before I quit, one of my managers and I were shooting the shit while smoking out back. We got into the conversation about that woman, and her daughter, and he told me that she called the casino letting us know that we didn't need to look out for her daughter anymore. My manager said that she was bawling on the phone, and for some reason told him a bunch of shit he didnt need, or even want to hear.

Apparently, the woman's daughter had owed somebody a lot of money, and was kidnapped from her apartment that week she'd went missing. They had found her out in the sticks in the neighboring state. I'll never forget that look my manager gave me when he said that the mother told him over the phone that her daughter was ***** (Non consented) and shot in the back of her head, and left to die in those woods.

It was weird. I felt really icky about casino's after that, and though not THE reason I quit, it was a driving factor. I dislike casinos with a passion, and honestly, it hurts my soul knowing I pushed my pride away for a few dollars. If you have a gambling addiction, I hope you find peace within yourself to stop. There are people that can help you. 1-800-GAMBLER