Hey! Do you have questionable hygiene, a chip on your shoulder, four kids, and horrible credit after a messy divorce? Are you brimming with low self-esteem and ready to propel all of that emptiness your feeling out into the world? If so, why not sign up for a mildly rewarding, spirit-crushing job at a casino in the detritus capital of the world, Atlantic City, N.J. That’s right–you too could spend late nights on your feet in uncomfortable shoes ingesting second-hand smoke and codescending looks from low-tipping customers. Or! You could easily become a weekend fuck-toss for some high roller from the Pai-Gow table that’ll enable your kid to get braces before he’s 30. What have you got to lose?!!? Absolutely nothing, of course. Atlantic City Faces Employee Shortage [Casino City Times]