Pass it Around

Well this was an unusual Monday morning at the dice table... usually dead and slow on Mondays, but we kept it pumping all but about 40 minutes during the 9am hour.

Still in the early morning hours, one guy made 5 dollars worth of 1 and 2-dollar bets in the prop box, and as I set them up it began... the box-man chimes in "one change" which was incorrect. I splashed the 2 dollar bet to prove it was 5 dollar action. He shook his head and blamed his [blood pressure] drugs. I replied snappily "Yea drugs, thats what it is" as I made the motion of taking a hit from a make believe joint followed by 3rd base dealers motion toward me to pass it. Box-man busts up laughing. I do pass the pretend joint on to him he takes his pretend hit and some how it ended up getting passed and hit off all around the 3rd base side then back to me, Then I passed it to the box-man who turned it down, saying "I haven't done that stuff in 25 years!" So the 2nd base dealer snatched it and took a double hit telling us all that was how to do it, then we all busted out laughing, players, dealers and all.

Then we laughed that surveillance was probably wondering what the heck was going on. And then the Box-man said "or they are wishing they were in on the pass-around!"

Maverick

Well once in a while I am scheduled to deal at the Pink Chicken, today was one of them. I was reluctant as the amount of walking to any given pit and up/down stairs all day! I was getting pretty sore in my heels and not having fun. But then I got sent to the Island pit, a full table of all guys, and had no idea what was in store. 1st seat only lasted about 4 hands. 3rd seat not much longer after than and 2 other men came n went filling and ditching that seat. 4th seat a self kept Asian man. 5th seat was a pretty nice guy with a tell it like it is personality. Which leads me back to 2nd seat, who brought out the best in 5th seats personality! Then my wit broke out!

Did I mention it's Blackjack, which made me even more reluctant to be there.

Ok so as time told, the acts of 2nd seat are what drove off the players in 3rd seat and ran 1st seat out of money. Things like staying on 13 with a 9 showing for the dealer, hitting on 13 when I had a 6 showing. And every time the 5th seat had a comment like "Oh we don't hit 13 now" or "Oh Cowboy style now" and it went on the whole 40 minutes I was there! Then it happened... I said "Man I could write a book!"

5th seat: "I'd buy it!"
2nd seat: "Well it depends on what it's called, it's all about the title..."
Me: I looked 2nd set straight in the eye and said "What's YOUR NAME?"

2nd seat jabbers on not getting the joke about what his name is officially and 5th seat knowing dealer to player etiquette reached out for knuckle pounds with me and we both busted up laughing... Then 5th seat chimes in and said "Well We will just call you MAVERICK!" In reference to his previous cowboy comment.

It was hilarious, but sad the hands he was wrecking. There was no way to tell him sometimes you have to just take one for the team, as everyone in a hand would lose but him with his 13 stayed on and my 9 up.

3 hours later I am in the same pit but different table, I glance over he is still there but with all new players around him.

Well I didn't make a book out of it, but a blog entry seems appropriate!