Accidental Tips

On a BJ game, full table infact, one particular player was bet tipping every other hand or so it seemed and so he seemed the generous one at the table. I took it kindly each time it won and thanked him as i locked it up.

We drop our tips into a locked box which has poker chip sized coin slots.

On one good hand he had 11 and doubled down against my low card (I think it was a 6), which I in turn busted on, and his original bet was 20 soh e had 40 out there and I paid him 40 more, and after I Payed everyone out and cleared up the cards I noticed a red in front of him but in my zone (dealers side of the insurance line) and seeing as I just payed him well, I assumed he was tipping me again. I said thank you, tapped the red on the box and dropped in it.

He looked bewildered then realized what was going on, and then he said "Oh! I just wanted change..." I was so embarrased, as I can not return the chip and he said "Don't worry, You deserve it anyway, But can I have change for this ONE ?" So, I gave him change, appologized and on with the game. He also continued to tip bet for me.

$88 and Quarks Bar

We earned a bonus at work with our customer service scores... before taxes etc, it is a whoppin' $88... S & I went in, on our day off, to check out the 'banquet/party' and pick up our checks because they wouldn't stick it to our paychecks which go in direct deposit... not exactly Liquid Latinum...

Then we headed to find a place to eat, something new and different, ended up at the Hilton. We were going to go to their mexican cantina but the menu didn't seem too appealing. So we walked down the way and decided to look at the menu at Quark's, yes Quark as in the Ferengi on Star Trek: DS9. Didn't actually see Quark, but we did run into a couple other aliens, such as an Andorian and a Vulcan. Well the drinks even beer were all names used in various episodes from all of the ST series. I think what I drank was a Klingon Warzog Ale, which is actually a heffe. And I ate some out of this world fettucini with lobster.

If you're a geek, its a fun and unique experience. Guess I am a closet geek. I enjoyed it, I was like a kid when I saw the aliens walking about.

Around the Outside

I was pushing the dice to a player, not to accurately, and the dice hit his line bet and went around it, one on each side of the chips. I laughed and said "Huh, just like Two trailor park girls..." it continued to tickle me for about 20 minutes, and no one seemed to hear or understand the joke/comment, so it continued to be funny, to me alone. The other people around just kinda game a look like "that comment makes no sence" but no one said anything.

I know some of you know this reference!

Have I Mentioned Aaron?

It seems I would have, but dont remember. He's the local who is crazy about me. He is relentless! He came back today today to play craps and my side of the table was full, so he was on the other side of the table. As soon as the spot next to me cleared he jumped in. He sure is a talker, but he won't be talking me into anything! I like to humor him tho, as I do anyone else that flirts with me, I flirt back for fun. It increases my tips :) He was pulling off this dark look today- suits his playing habits. He plays the dark side. So anyway he's got his hair dyed black and was wearing a black shirt... He didnt seem to make any money on craps today, so his visit was short.

I was on break with a co-worker who has dealt dice with me while Aaron was around and we were talking about the relentless efforts to get me. Then he went on to tell me his relating stories. How he was much like Aaron, before he settled down and got married. Men can be such tramps, just waiting for a girl to give the OK.

It's a good thing this girl has morals and self respect.

A FUN-tabulous Day at the Pink Chicken

I was dealing 21 next door today, and it was a good day.

On my 1st break I went to ask the boxman in the dice pit if I could step in on a few of my breaks, and he asked me if I was learning dice. I told him, I know dice, I just dont get a lot of time on the dice table next door. So he said I could step in right then, but I had to pee, so I said I would be back on my next break.

My next break came around I went right to 3rd base on the dice table and tapped in. There was only 3 players, one of which who was not really playing, he had a line bet a couple times but didn't have a clue how to play. And even tho he asked how to play he was too drunk to understand. Well it was going super smooth and I could hear the other dealers and box man commenting on me. And jokingly they told the guy I tapped out to go deal 21 because they wanted me to stay on the table. Well too bad it was a joke on him. I would have LOVED to stay on dice all day!

Then my 20 minutes was up before I knew it, and I had to go back to 21, and I said I would be back!

My next break I went to 2nd base where there was but 1 player, a Marine I think because he kept yelling "oow-rah" He was playing pretty big well big compared to O'sheas action levels. But he was also putting the dealers up in many ways and good! Like 5 on the line and 25 behind 5 on the hard ways each and on the hopping bets of what ever the point was, and we hit time and time again! I learned a few things as well, from the experience.

On my last break I was on break with one of the dice dealers who commented... complimented me on my game. And I asked him "How did I do?" and he said I was better then some of the full time dice dealers he works with. OOW-RAH :) I had a lil' party in my mind, hearing it from this dealer was a real compliment! I told him if they needed a stand in on dice that I'm game! He said he was going to tell his boxman!

I can not wait until next week if I get to go next door again, I will take a couple breaks on the dice table, again!

After work I went to the school because I wanted to tell Phil (my teacher) about my day, but I found out he was not there because he was out for surgery. I will go back next week, maybe monday to see him and tell him.

Personaly I think this will help me, those dealers and boxman will remember me as good and ambitious and it might be an ounce or so of juice for me when I'm ready to Audition again!
But for now it is definetley giving me practice...

I'm just feeling good and Jazzed! ! !

15/30 Payout Keys

I have been tryin' to memorize the new prop box payout keys for our craps tables.
Harrah's took us down to 15/30, we were 16/31- and that's what I learned in school.
So far I have the Horn Highs and 3 unit bets down.
It's a matter of re-memorizing some of the multiplication tables. The easy ones: 2, 5 and 11 in many cases; but 4, 7 and 9 in others, are not as easy for me. I feel like a Dork not being able to quickly multiply in some cases but if I can just remember, then I won't have to do the math.

On a side note- I am dealing 21 at the Flamingo tomorrow and I am going to ask to step in on craps on my breaks! Will help me to get used to their tables by the time I have my next Audition!

The Baboon is Back

It started to feel like a normal day. Dice was open and I was dealing it, with the normal crew. We had averaged 3 players on each side. It was smooth going for a few hours. Then suddenly it was like a train wreck. And my headache seemed to just implode my brain! The Baboon was sent to my table, to practice dealing and took Brian out, who had to go deal cards. Lucky was he! I had to stay on the table and watch this baboon make a fool and waste of the table. The game slowed nearly to a stop, and players were leaving because it was taking too long between rolls and then the table went ICE COLD.

I think they (the supervisors) need to re-evaluate this situation. At least the other 21 dealers they taught craps to studied the game learned the calls etc. This Baboon doesn't even know the calls, or the payouts for a simple 5 dollar game- YIKES! It was funny and embarrassing at the same time... The Baboon comes on stick and starts cheering for 7, no matter what the time of game is, and the players all kind of pause, take a deep breath and a step back... it's kind of like a twilight zone feeling for a moment. Then you can see it, and feel it. Players are becoming frustrated and eventually they all leave, one by one.

Well finally they pulled the baboon off the table and sent up another dice dealer in training, one with enough sence and ambition to read and study the procedures, stick calls and pay outs.

And if I hear the Baboon sitting around talking like he knows dice again, I am surely going to scream. Because he does sit in the break room and go off about payouts etc with the wrong answers. For those of you who know/knew G.H.- it's déjà vu all over again!

Thank God It's [my] Friday!

Blog Surfing

I'm blog surfing...
I came across a few weird ones.
This guy likes making beautiful women look FAT

Ken- You should like this one.
Which came from here.
I like the "lyrics." Be sure to have your speakers turned ON.

Ok this is almost as funny as the crazy frog
Belgian Farting Pig Cartoon
There is sound required for this one too...


And this one wasn't in a blog, but... it is now :)

Is it Soda?

Well as I was strolling the aisles of the grocery store today, there was a sample table- a new Coke product. Coke Blak... So, I say I'll try anything once and grab a swig. Hmm fizzy but mmm tastes coffee-ish like really sweet coffee, but its carbonated?! So I notice they are sold in 4-packs and are on sale. So I break-down to buy a pack.

So for more information on this fusion of cola and coffee- go here.
Hey It only has 45 calories!
I'm going to drink a whole one tomorrow and lt you know if its worth drinking!

Unlike Any Other Day

I got up with the 1st buzz of my alarm clock at 2:40, and did not take my two 9-minute snoozes. I had to get going early and get awake before I got to a table. I was ready and out the door what seemed faster than normal too, Monster Drink in hand.

About 3:30 I pulled in the parking space and walked to my locker, locking my personal belonging up, tucking in my work shirt and buckling up my apron. No one was in signt who I might be looking for... So I lingered for a few minutes in the break room, then wandered to THE FLAMINGO. Today I was a Flamingo Dealer! Yes I was, and it was good. I was tipped by the red not the silver, and more frequently at that. The players were mature and friendly at the same time, not drunken stupid. I dealt 21 almost all day, but got my hands on the 3-card Poker table for a few runs, too. Almost all shoe (8-deck) games, and $10 and up games. Even on the sit-down table... which is my only complaint, as this has aggrivated my shoulder and neck and back more than normal.

Even tho some part of me was scared of this day, I charged at it with intense devotion! This may well become a weekly standard part of my schedule. And it is more than welcome! Let me at it!! I'm ready! Brian, a co-worker who has been doing this already, was going to give me a hard time and tease me today but as he noticed how I handled every situation, I think he reaslized I was past it and above it, and doing just fine. There was no humiliation to be had for me today! If I was unsure of anything I tackled it and overcame it.

At O'shaes, we call out every $100 that comes and goes at our tables. The Flamingo doesn't give a hoooty--hoot about 100's. The tables have $500's (which are kinda pinkish in color) and that's what is called out, and cared about. The pit bosses aren't hawks and don't jump up and run to you every time you call out either. I was coloring almost a thousand, I called out and no one came and I only think I heard a "go ahead" in the faint background of noises. I payed a nearly $700 straight-flush on 3-card poker, and the same thing occured. Finally I start calling things out not too loudly and acted as though I hear it and did what ever I had to. This seems to be the norm. Pit bosses seem to have a lot more to do there than next door. It's better, less time is wasted in waiting for individual approvals.

I have a feeling, if I get to do this like once per week, when the next Audition comes around I will have it in the bag!

On top of the great day of work, I came home in a grand mood, did a few chores, then moved my lawn chaise into the sun, book in hand and layed in the sun to read a few chapters. Of course, I can not sit in that chair with out dear Stanley in it too, in my lap kind of, so I probably have a partial patchy tan if any, on my legs.

The weather today is just outstanding. I couldn't have asked for a better day.

The Rodeo

I'm done shopping for a new vehicle! Horray!
I got a 1996 Silver Isuzu Rodeo.
Here it is:

The Book List

Well yesterday I started talking about books and decided to list my favorites.
In order of Discovering them:

The Times We Had by Marion Davies
This is a fun biography of the life of Actress Marion Davies and Media Tycoon-William Randolph Hearst, who she was lifetime mistress to, back in the early 1900's. I felt like I was there, I often felt like I was seeing it all thru her eyes. Such a natural story telling.

Holy Moly Mackeroly! Reflections on the Business of Art and the Art of Life by Gloria Page
Very intriguing memoirs of a rubber stamp artist making a business of her art. When I wanted to do the same thing I delved deep into the pages of this book. Even tho the business aspect turned out to be NOT FOR ME, I stil really enjoyed glorias experiences.

Marley & Me : Life and Love with the World's Worst Dog by John Grogan
The trials and tribulations of rearing a crazed pup - very strong feelings of relating. Even if you don't concider your dog(s) bad, this is a lot of fun!

My next Purchase is going to be the Postsecret Book, to add to my engossment at the website.
PostSecret : Extraordinary Confessions from Ordinary Lives by Frank Warren

In case you did not realize, its real peoples' stories I enjoy. No fiction listed here.
But I can't stand reality TV - go figure.