I've witnessed a time where the generosity of a one man put him in his place.. "he bashed into our casino back then and the first game was a win win". Like, a huge one at that. He was full of himself and he decided to share some of his wins to everyone that was present (about 8 people or so).

Then he went back into the booking hall and continued for about half an hour, came out again with another big win and celebrated with a 50ml bottle of Don Julio anejo Tequila, which also went around to everyone else in the room. I was uncomfortable with everything and at some point, I began to feel like he discovered some kind of pattern to out-beat the casino. Only to have him stay in for hours until his balance was busted -- then he came out, looking like captain crunch.
 I couldn't believe my eyes; the same person was looking for the least for his transportation fare back to where he came from, but the same set of people gave deaf ears -- some even started mocking him behind his back for being both reckless and stupid. In the midst of this confusion and frustration was when the director decided to book him a trip with his own money, I never saw him again. That was when i realized that true support/kindness MAY NOT be reciprocated by the benefactors.