So I'm going to give you a flashback story.
A few weeks ago there was a PORN Convention in town.
A lot of silly jokes and cracks were flying around about it.
I was on stick at the craps table with a full table of men.
I'm also usually the only female dealer at the table...
I've become one of the guys in many aspects and the talk around a dice table is almost always dirty... concider the name of this bet for a minute..."Come Bet"
We call hard-way bets (which are bets upon doubles like dueces, fives, threes, and fours) Viagra Rolls.
Its all how you look at it, or hear it, or say it :)
So we had a point of ten, and betting double 5's is a HARD TEN, which for the weekend I was calling it "The Ron Jeremy." For those of you who dont know who Ron Jeremy is... well thats what hte internet is for...look it up *big smile* ok, yes he once was a porn star - enough said!
So after so many 'requests' from the stick girl (see even that sounds dirty)(your's truly) like "Who wants Ron Jeremy, anyone?" or something similar - it turned tables on me and I was accused of KNOWING the infamous porn star. It must have caused me to blush, not sure why because I don't concider myself prudish at all, but M1 said I turned as red as the dice!
Monday, January 30, 2006
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Dice Crew Party
Today was a birthday for one of our crew. We decided to go out after work, ended up at a pub called PTs. Was about 10 of us, and we had a laugh that its always the dice crew who goes out even tho we invite the whole shift crew. We had Lunch and a few rounds of drinks to celebreate the birthday on hand. Only 2 of us were female, but thats no matter to be concerned with, but the other female has a thing for the b'day boy and a few rounds of drinks brought out the best in both of them. After they had a few big wet kisses a few kissy kissy jokes came up. I told the other female it would be funny to do a "fake-out" like girls used to do when they were teens as jokes, but I was not serious. Then later out of the drunken blue of the men in hte group we were dared to kiss, so we winked and went for it, a full-on Fake-out! I'd already had 2 drinks and working on my 3rd and I don't know exactly how, but we fell to the floor, and the guys about died laughing and helped us up and then we all laughed some more! It was crazy and funny not to mention fun.
Tonight the other female in the group realized I wasn't a stick in the mud as she told me when we all were leaving. She said something about how she had thought before that I was always mad at everyone. I told her I always just give them hard times, because most of them havent learned to deal the game of dice in a school like myself but are learning on the job.
Tonight the other female in the group realized I wasn't a stick in the mud as she told me when we all were leaving. She said something about how she had thought before that I was always mad at everyone. I told her I always just give them hard times, because most of them havent learned to deal the game of dice in a school like myself but are learning on the job.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
2 Shoes
A dice dealer generally works an hour on the table then takes a 20 minute break.
Well on my 2nd break I had to use the ladies room, while in there I noticed my shoes...
Just 2 days ago I bought these brand new shoes for work. They have great support but the backs hurt my heels a bit. Today I wore thinner socks hoping it would make the shoes feel looser. My Left shoe felt extremely looser, and we all know to try shoes on with the right foot 'coz lefts are usualy smaller. So I thought the socks were too thin on the left foot but just about right on the right, what a shame.
So back to being in the ladies room... I noticed my shoes... which were NOT mates! YES - you read right, I had put 2 different shoes on this morning. One old one and one new one. The old one on the left... and they don't look too much alike, ones suede and the other is leather.
When I get up in the mornings, It's always between 2:30 and 3am, not light outside at all yet! Our house is old and there are no built in lights in the bedrooms. So I turn on the hall light and bathroom lights to shine into the bedroom. Combine just waking up with no lighting. This is what you get!
So, Back in the break room M1 noticed and made comments and gave me looks like he was going to give me heck when I got back downstairs! I called S and asked him to bring me ONE of the mates of my shoes, he never did bring me a shoe! See his blog for how he seen todays phone call...
I went a few more hours with out it being noticed or at least mentioned of, anyway. I was feeling safe!
Now its about 9:40 or so and the other dice dealers find out while we have a dead game. Then I'm off for another break, When I get back to the game there's many players. B tells M2 who proceeds to call me... "Two Shoes" the rest of the day. So B carries on about it and tells EVERYONE playing craps at the time to "look at J's shoes" which was about 10 people pointing and laughing by then. SO I was embarrassed and began laughing myself silly! Tears rolling all over my face and thats making everyone else laugh even harder.
Then M3 taps me out and I go to base still rolling in my embarrassment, M1 gives me some tissues and we try to carry on with the game. Most of the fun-makers left and one came back to tell me "what happens in vegas stays in vegas." I had the shameful reply of "yea, but I LIVE in vegas!"
The Dayshift managers were coming in and M1 tells one of them- who generally is lightherts and teasing with the everyone, who snickers a bit and walks away. He returns and taps on my arm telling me there is nothing wrong with mismatched feet, pointed at his own, and he had only one show on, trying to make it even more funny.
Moral of the Story- Don't get dressed for work in the dark!
Well on my 2nd break I had to use the ladies room, while in there I noticed my shoes...
Just 2 days ago I bought these brand new shoes for work. They have great support but the backs hurt my heels a bit. Today I wore thinner socks hoping it would make the shoes feel looser. My Left shoe felt extremely looser, and we all know to try shoes on with the right foot 'coz lefts are usualy smaller. So I thought the socks were too thin on the left foot but just about right on the right, what a shame.
So back to being in the ladies room... I noticed my shoes... which were NOT mates! YES - you read right, I had put 2 different shoes on this morning. One old one and one new one. The old one on the left... and they don't look too much alike, ones suede and the other is leather.
When I get up in the mornings, It's always between 2:30 and 3am, not light outside at all yet! Our house is old and there are no built in lights in the bedrooms. So I turn on the hall light and bathroom lights to shine into the bedroom. Combine just waking up with no lighting. This is what you get!
So, Back in the break room M1 noticed and made comments and gave me looks like he was going to give me heck when I got back downstairs! I called S and asked him to bring me ONE of the mates of my shoes, he never did bring me a shoe! See his blog for how he seen todays phone call...
http://pkrdlr.blogspot.com/
Seems as thought he's told at least one of his buddies at the riv too!I went a few more hours with out it being noticed or at least mentioned of, anyway. I was feeling safe!
Now its about 9:40 or so and the other dice dealers find out while we have a dead game. Then I'm off for another break, When I get back to the game there's many players. B tells M2 who proceeds to call me... "Two Shoes" the rest of the day. So B carries on about it and tells EVERYONE playing craps at the time to "look at J's shoes" which was about 10 people pointing and laughing by then. SO I was embarrassed and began laughing myself silly! Tears rolling all over my face and thats making everyone else laugh even harder.
Then M3 taps me out and I go to base still rolling in my embarrassment, M1 gives me some tissues and we try to carry on with the game. Most of the fun-makers left and one came back to tell me "what happens in vegas stays in vegas." I had the shameful reply of "yea, but I LIVE in vegas!"
The Dayshift managers were coming in and M1 tells one of them- who generally is lightherts and teasing with the everyone, who snickers a bit and walks away. He returns and taps on my arm telling me there is nothing wrong with mismatched feet, pointed at his own, and he had only one show on, trying to make it even more funny.
Moral of the Story- Don't get dressed for work in the dark!
Friday, January 27, 2006
It's about time for my own blog
After S posting his own blogs for so long now, I am taking the innitiative to build my own :)
So here I am.
Anything new and exciting to start with...
I'm full time at O'sheas Casino now, the bosses are pushing to get me dual rate, which means deal a few days and be a floorperson a few days a week. I was pretty sure that wasn't for me yet. S doesn't think it is a good idea either. So I took the topic to the Almighty Nick. Nick is the owner of the school we went to for dealing, and he has been in the business from dealer to floor and more for God knows how long... 30 years or something! Well I've not even got a year of dealing under my belt. Nick things one should never have to go to the floorperson position if they dont want. And I've got it made as a dealer, and can work my way up HOUSE-wise and end up dealing in a bigger house rather than standing floor in a mediocre house. Heck I might even be at Hard Rock's Casino by next year!
So I will watch everyone else go floor, who so far are mostly already post-career. M1 has been thru a computer career, M2 has a military career, and AJ has a hair dressing carreer- all behind them, all are dealers/floorperson with less than 1 year experience dealing. I'm stil young with a fruitful dealing career ahead of me :) I'm going to go for that plan!
On that note- I'm going to say that I am also tired of trying to help other dealers, namely dice dealers. There are a few of blackjack dealers learning to be dice dealers, and they won't even concider the procedures of the game and insist on doing things thier way, well I tried to correct, help and show the way- but its like talking to rocks. SoI decided every man/woman for themselves. I know the procedures and follow them, I will have the better chance in the Flamingo and anywhere else in the future and they will have to learn the hard way!
So here I am.
Anything new and exciting to start with...
I'm full time at O'sheas Casino now, the bosses are pushing to get me dual rate, which means deal a few days and be a floorperson a few days a week. I was pretty sure that wasn't for me yet. S doesn't think it is a good idea either. So I took the topic to the Almighty Nick. Nick is the owner of the school we went to for dealing, and he has been in the business from dealer to floor and more for God knows how long... 30 years or something! Well I've not even got a year of dealing under my belt. Nick things one should never have to go to the floorperson position if they dont want. And I've got it made as a dealer, and can work my way up HOUSE-wise and end up dealing in a bigger house rather than standing floor in a mediocre house. Heck I might even be at Hard Rock's Casino by next year!
So I will watch everyone else go floor, who so far are mostly already post-career. M1 has been thru a computer career, M2 has a military career, and AJ has a hair dressing carreer- all behind them, all are dealers/floorperson with less than 1 year experience dealing. I'm stil young with a fruitful dealing career ahead of me :) I'm going to go for that plan!
On that note- I'm going to say that I am also tired of trying to help other dealers, namely dice dealers. There are a few of blackjack dealers learning to be dice dealers, and they won't even concider the procedures of the game and insist on doing things thier way, well I tried to correct, help and show the way- but its like talking to rocks. SoI decided every man/woman for themselves. I know the procedures and follow them, I will have the better chance in the Flamingo and anywhere else in the future and they will have to learn the hard way!
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