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I knew a teller who, in the 1980s, got assigned the plum job of taking bets in the press box at a decent-sized track. This was before the era of self-service betting machines, and b/c there was no direct mutuel hookup to the press box, he did it the old fashioned way--wrote everybody's bets down, took their money, and went downstairs to place the wagers at a dedicated machine in the mutuels office.
The guys in the press box didn't know it, but for the most part, he booked their bets.
He never stiffed anyone when they won/he lost by doing this. And he would've turned a nice profit--except he was a losing horseplayer himself, and he pissed the money away by repeatedly backing his own selections. So for the most part, he barely broke even.
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