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I've written a bit of about old slot machines within the past, but I WOULD not have ever mentioned where I DISCOVERED my first collector items. Over time I DISCOVERED slots in basements, at garage sales, in old storage sheds, and some at estate sales. I ran newspaper advertisements periodically to search out most of those, however the toughest slot I ever got (read: scammed) was the only within the photo, from the Overland Hotel casino in Reno, Nevada. I still feel bad about that one as it wasn't really alleged to be mine. Here's my confession:

When I USED TO BE a break-in dealer at Harrah's in Reno we got 20-minute breaks. The Riverside casino, which were closed down for a while, held an auction for everything within the place, from chairs and tables, to dinner ware, paintings, furnishings, or even slot machines. The auction was hung on an afternoon I needed to work (yeah, a Saturday), so I signed-up for a bidder number and walked the auction room before work and located a couple of slot machines I liked. Then I went to work at 10am, just when the auction was starting. After I got my first break, I ran two blocks down South Virginia Street to the Riverside and checked at the action. There have been hundreds of slots available, so I saw the going prices, made a couple of bids, and ran back to work. I USED TO BE late.

On my next break I ran back to the Riverside and out of breath and sweating I DISCOVERED that the majority of the slots were gone, I hadn't gotten either of the slots I did absentee bids on, and that i was desperate. As my precious short time ticked by I saw what was undoubtedly the ugliest Big Berta slot machine ever built. It was six-feet tall, bright yellow plastic, had a steroid-grown handle it took both hands to pull, and would only slot in my garage. I bid on it. I got it when the one-other bidder came to their senses, and that i ran back to work.

The next morning I drove to the Riverside, and took my bid number to the payment desk and paid $376 for my slot machine. After I went to appear for it the number on my receipt was for the awesome looking slot machine within the photo - a piggy-back slot from the Overland. I had a safety guard help me load it into the truck I had borrowed and drove home. My daughter sat on a box and played it when I put a brand new plug and fuses into it. She played all of it morning until her nap time, insisting on a couple of more pulls along with her tiny hand at the handle and her bottle in her mouth. I WILL hell for therefore many reasons.

So, when you bid on and didn't get the Overland slot, or got stuck with the large Bertha years ago, I'm sorry. Really. Especially when you got stuck with that massive Bertha.

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