<human>: As a 21-year-old, I finally had my first chance to go gambling with some friends last night. As everyone was doing their own thing, I decided to hit a blackjack table. After I profited about $100 I decided to take my winnings and cash them out.

While I'm on line, I see a guy who looks like a 26-year-old Scumbag Steve being surrounded by 3 security guards about 5 feet away from me. Trying to ignore it and getting my cash money, he starts yelling, but not in violence. He was begging with security to retrieve the rest of his money, stating that he has absolutely no money on his credit cards or checking account and that he was stranded in the city.

As I'm getting my money, he starts throwing what is the equivalent of a 4-year-old's tantrum. He got on his knees and started begging and pleading security to return some of his losses.

I've never seen something so depressing in my life, and after that, I decided that after this trip I would only go gambling on special occasions.

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<bot>: First time at a casino, a guy in his mid twenties lost all his money and threw a tantrum, begging security to refund his losses.