Sun International review: worst experience any person could pay for himself.

It saddens me to think that for the last three months ive basically spent more time @ the maslow time square than ive ever spent anywhere else.
The last month's experiences were horible, all started after I finally signed up for my own mvg card.
Used to believe players were tracker by promoted signup cards like the mvg cards and that it makes you a simpler target to micromanage and limits you ability to freelance through jackpots and actaully win by simple playerstats (wich is actually very cute, in our worlds we call it clicktracking) meaning every click and play on whichever machine can be precisely monitored and controlled as all the information is stord on a read only card controlled by pop..

And I was right, when I used the day cards simply withdraw all funds if I wasnt winnng and simply draw a different playing card from someone that might not even have been as stats crazy fanatic as I used to be and if alucky I could actaully walk home with a major jackpot won with having to work the machine combos like im actaully employeed to test the difficulties levels constantly overstressed by technicians.

Every uour spent at your casino the last couple of weeks (plz do go chck its alot of hours) ive tried to social a bit aswell and found myself more drawn to the main arena floor where therewere atleast only 6 x2cent machines which you could actaully sit down for hours and play and win a bit and found myself actaully interacting with the oppisite race and sex's moat of the time & for a long time though rainbow nation spirit passed with madiba.. And then it struck me.. Since last week poor management and ill trained security personel allowed me to he victimised and harrasted and scoulded by other players whom wasnt spending nearly a 10th of the money and time I was spending there, yet because they are left unattended when they just sit and occupy seats @nd then make racist comments in their langauges (which they forgot that us whites also now have learned and schooled ourselves into trying to harnest the beauty and riches this country's diverse cultural ethnics has to offer)
I also noticed that even though ive lost over r17800 and (well who the hell is actaully stil counting) I was still going their hoping that they would lower the stop/startfeatured buttons difficulties and maybe soften th springs on the bottoms so that when we come there to relax and socialize and actually have a good time, we too would not be dissapointed.
That infact has worstened, on average r1800 lost, and then the shocking horror ehen I arrived again after skipping a day or two to recuparate and salvage some funds of which ive lost so much over the last two weeks.
On arrival ai was greated with sarcatic remarks from the black barman which fo some reason noticed me over the past few weeks and took a liking in badmouthing/mocking me for "always being their and for my friendlyness which ive never experienced before anywhere ive been?!? How are we to feel valued and respected as I value and respect every other human being?

Are we the customers no longer the crucial/core focus of why the place was built in the first place? Or should every everyday folks (that actaully contribute to your wealth and prosperity) be left to feel mistreated and should we then ask ourselves why we keep faithfulness in a company/brand/group whom really only seeks to further fill their greedy pockets and really dont care about the most important assets, us the clients!

To some it all up, todays shocking discovery that all the 2cent machines that hasnt even covered any of the massive losses I e made the last teo weeks, but kept me excited and motivated that atleast for the hours ill be spending trying to get the money ive lost back, ill be able to actaully again enjoy doing that, and they presented me with the comforting thoughts of the great conversations that will fall around it with likeminded individuals that have aslo come accustom to the same experiences at the maslow and shared a joined feeling of joy and willingnss to even lose a few rands for exchange of good company of a silly mulungu making jokes and really just attracting some humoreous yet enjoying company.. That is all gone. All taken out and only explanation from technicians were the machines were donated to capetown?

Uhhmm okay... Funny how just before they were removed, the nigh before I was brutally verbally assualted by one of those night stalkers that prawl and toxicate the passages most of their time their waiting for someone to either give them food or money and if you dont they just latch to the open chairs and badmouth you to other customers.. That same person accused me of tempering and defrauding the machines simply of the way in which I sat infrint of the machine and where my hands were placed when I hailed down on the noisy features buttons... She spent so much energy and compasion to every sitting co player and passing customers that just dared make eyecontact with her and look like they are looking for the thrill of harrising a person of different colour.

She embarresed me so badly that I almost lost all of the little good fortune I could scrape together in which should have been the only night I actaully won anything at those machines. My arguement to her and the two technicians that after I left swelt the machine and did whatever they do when a plaqyer was having bit of luck to the mchines to prevent it from hallening again. Also I still struggle to understand how she entertained the racial followers (I mean security members are also moss breadline bottomfeeders like me?) to actually persuid the staff members and the security and technicians to actually approach me and join in on the victimisation where I really felt as if maybe unconciously I was [censored]ting and bypassing or jilpoing the machines (which I only afterwards srugged off with my humble belief, if I was really mastering the machines and manipulating the outcomes of every reels spun by some way of combinating keys or whatever, I really shouldnt quite my dayjob... You dont con and fraudulate if you continuesly keep on losing all the money you took with hopes of actaully not having to spend it...

Ive thrown away my mvg card (there might still have been money on but who cares).

As far as it goes for ky relationship built with the few very nice employees and fellow
Regular comers I will never set foot at your doors again..
Have been foulish to think one should feel so at home at a place which was/ is disigned and driven & controlled by systems/procedures and a mentality of greediness and selfish enrichment at the cost of other peoples dignities and whom thrives on those people's losses and dispair..

Last mentions.. I mostly spent so many nights their palying and losing and hoping, due to the fact that I only live a few kilometers aways (not really far enough to want to drive) and many a people would regognise my face as I walked home quite early in the mornings and I never got affraid because you dont ever see a white person walking in pretoria east, never even so would you see a white person with some cash in his pocket so I honestoy has nothing to fear as most nights you kept all of the money ive taken there..

Until two nights ago (the only night I actaully mad a fair amount of gains (r3500) te be exaxt.

I hid the money on me as good I could, tried not to draw any attention on myslef and left, funny how precisely two and a half blocks away from the casino's last liable responsible robot, (2blocks from our local police) I got ambushed by three (or four could really ask them to stop and identify thm) thugs (which had a very cocky assured sound to their voices as they overpowered me into the near open felt next to faerie glen resorts edges.

Funny how those guys cuckling while taking everything I had of value (including knowing exactly where I hid the money by at turn each of them asking me to remove the money precisely from where ive hidden it.. Everyime I said I really swear I dont have anything else or morr they would mock and beat me some more saying they know there is more cause they had to observe and follow me all the way from"big brothers towers"

Trully saddens me that even though I never should have walked, the true persons to your cntributions, are made out to be the culprates and the animals/leachers are given free access and are left unscaved and free to plunder and roam your halls and stinking your seats and still if this post ever gets a single comment its probably gonna be about some spelling mistakes and the. Critism of the lenth wnd it will be smeared and probably somehow somehow be sencored or shortened and then summarised and flooked and be used against me somehow.

But atleast this god fairing man has seen all the evilness and corruptness nature of your business and if nothing comes from this complaint, not even full publishment or some form of compensation for traumatized, shocked and and almost disgussed emotions its fine, hoepfully someone reposts and actually admit something like this has happened to thrm sswell and it could lead to only 1 other person to say sounds like a no to them assell, then I feel its 1 less person out there that has to have those experiences we have had skipped out on and 1person spared the waste of precious time with family and money that was worked hard for.