There were many times when I felt like crying on a game. Not all floor managers were awful but there were a select few that did not tolerate any mistakes and would belittle me if I made a minor error. Constantly dealing with addicts for eight straight hours (with only 15 minute breaks every hour and some odd minutes) was draining and depressing. Though I was taught how to deal blackjack for free and made a decent amount of money (the only benefits) the job itself was mentally and physically draining. My travel there via SEPTA took an hour to and an hour back from Philadelphia which meant my work day lasted roughly 10 hours. In my four months of working there I was part time working full time hours with no benefits and they even wanted to have me work overtime on occasion.
Harrah's claims to be a great place but it is the complete opposite.
