I guess times are tough. As a casino, NYNYhas decided live croupiers are largely unnecessary, so they have just a few, at least from 1pm to8pm. Waiting for a seat at the few tables that were staffed was a new experience. having forsaken humans, NYNY has given over most of the enormous floor space to ever more garish machines whose blaring cacophony of rings dings and clicks is a perfect soundtrack for hell on earth. Ok, that’s just generic casino. But the hotel internet is terrible, deliberately so I think to deprive those trying to flee by going to their rooms any diversion within. What about the TV you ask? Mine didn’t work. Calling the front desk means a recording, a long wait, and the background sounds of the roller coaster which continues into the wee hours, another reminder that the only way to escape the noise is to return to the casino floor, where that noise obliterates all others. Unsurprisingly, I developed a stomach ache. The remedy: some pepto tablets from one of the weird Casino bodegas. The price: $12.00. And the price to use the ATM: $12.00. So there is a symmetry to the ways NYNY outrageously rips you off. Again i know all this could be said about many places in Vegas. But NYNY in particular is especially dedicated to rewriting the maxim that the customer is always right. Their version: The customer is always to be wronged.