Go Pound Sand
I was working as a dealer in a small casino and this nice couple in their 60’s would come in every day and play. One day the husband passed away and we didn’t see the wife for a week. Then she came in holding a small bag and she walked right up to my table. No one was playing, we said hi to each other and then she started to pull out all of my chairs. “What are you doing?” I asked. She started to talk about her late husband and I didn’t want to interrupt so I let her do her thing. When she got all of the chairs out she opened the bag and started to spread the contents over the floor. That was when she told me that her late husband had requested that his ashes be spread at his favorite table, the table he always played at. My floorman came over and told her to stop. “Go pound sand” was her only response. She finished spreading her husband’s ashes and left. As soon as she was out the door my floorman called maintenance over to vacuum up the husband’s ashes, which is what they did.
~Anonymous 1995
