For a few hours a couple guys kept hollaring what the point was eight or six "EASY EIGHT" or "EASY SIX" even tho they had lots of money of the hard way. I think they thought it meant that it is easy to roll. Anyway so the louder of the 2 guys has cashed out and gone, the other guy still feeling the vibe and only a couple players left by this time. I send the dice out to him, and once again we have Eight for a point, then you guessed it he starts "EASY EIGHT... we like that easy eight! EASY EIGHT!"
So my tired slap-happy self leans over the table his direction and yell out "How do you like your Eights?!" But he didn't get it as I expected him to say "EASY EIGHT!" but he seemed dumbfounded and replied "Uhh I dont know?" So I came back on the fly with this reply "Eights Over Easy" (like... Eggs Over easy...) and we got a snicker out of it, but then Suddenly KC, my 3rd base dealer, realized what I said and he about dies in laughter right there at the table, and then me too, laughing so hard I can't do anything. The game continues with us 2 cracking up, and so a few rolls later theres the Eight come 5-3 (EASY EIGHT- WINNER) and KC jumps the gun and says Eight Over Easy. Then the rest of the 8 rolls of the night KC laughs out saying "Over Easy" until suddenly a Hard Eight (4-4) rolls, and this one KC has in the bag "Hard Boiled!" Also funny buy not quite as funny as the random unexpected Over Easy.
I can tell KC has a blast working with me, he's only been here about a week but I sure am giving him a show! Let me flashback to his 1st night working with me.
A guy keeps betting the Yo every roll! I send out the dice to this guy for his roll, knowing he wants a Yo, I send them set up at 6-5 and I yell out "Show me your Yo!!" I do this everytime it was his roll! He even hit it a number of times, good thing. It's just a fun time!
Tonight KC recollected this memory after the Easy Eight Fun, And I told him "You've never had this much fun dealing dice, than with me!"
I like to make sure everyone is having a good time! And on this note this is why I got another silly star award from a customer comment tonight.
I'm afraid this kind of fun and attitude and camaraderie just doesn't exist on the rest of the strip. The dealers and atmosphere always seems solemn and somber everywhere else. I dont know if I want to stop having fun at work...
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
something about a chicken
Sometimes I forget to tell my stories...
This one happened a couple days ago, but last night after work I remembered it and told S and he about died laughing and asked why I didnt post it here. So here it it...
I'm on stick. Everyone but one person has made the same prop bet. I look at the odd ball and say "C'mon all teh cool kids are doin' it!" and he laughs but still no bet. So out of the blue it the most tempting persuading tone of voice I say, and loud enough for everyone to hear incidentally "It tastes like CHICKEN!"
Now I have everyone rolling and laughing so hard. The Guy even makes the bet now. Box man busts up saying "What the hell, Where did that come from?" It was completely random! I have no thought process behind it, it just CAME OUT :)
Then another guy said after the roll "Ya Know, It does kinda taste like chicken!" and that was totally funny too!
When I get to base the boxman leans over and says "what would even make you think of something like that?" and even more randomly I replied "maybe it was the subconcience of the "winner winner chicken dinner that we're all tired of hearing."
This one happened a couple days ago, but last night after work I remembered it and told S and he about died laughing and asked why I didnt post it here. So here it it...
I'm on stick. Everyone but one person has made the same prop bet. I look at the odd ball and say "C'mon all teh cool kids are doin' it!" and he laughs but still no bet. So out of the blue it the most tempting persuading tone of voice I say, and loud enough for everyone to hear incidentally "It tastes like CHICKEN!"
Now I have everyone rolling and laughing so hard. The Guy even makes the bet now. Box man busts up saying "What the hell, Where did that come from?" It was completely random! I have no thought process behind it, it just CAME OUT :)
Then another guy said after the roll "Ya Know, It does kinda taste like chicken!" and that was totally funny too!
When I get to base the boxman leans over and says "what would even make you think of something like that?" and even more randomly I replied "maybe it was the subconcience of the "winner winner chicken dinner that we're all tired of hearing."
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Craps **NO** More
We had our 2nd dice table converted about 2 weeks ago to a CRAPS NO MORE table.
For those of you unaware of the difference, You can not loose on the come out roll, 2, 3, and 12 can and will become points, as well as the 11, which no longer wins on the come out roll. There is no dark side (i.e. Don't Pass or Don't Come bets).
It is still a time of learning and adjustment for the dice dealers when they are on this game. So lots of interesting and funny and weird things happen.
A player throws down some money and says "cover all of the numbers" we have to stop and think what proper units are going to be on the new numbers, figure out the change and it slows us down a little. The player gets frustrated thinking we dont know what we are doing but I just stop and say "Hey man, It's ok, we just got this game here and we are still figuring it out" so this usually works.
How weird does this sound " 2 Craps 2, the point is 2, mark the 2."
Or "Yo 11, Point's 11, Mark the Yo" then all your players look at you like "aren't you going to pay me?" All I have to do is say "Nope, the point is 11!" and suddenly you get all these WTF looks.
Then there the mid game call of Yo. Last night I'm on stick and the point was 5. A few rolls later "Yo 11, good field, comes to Yo!" But wait, thats not what my 3rd base dealer is doing! I swish my stick over and smack it down like a Catholic School Teacher onto the a come bet the 3rd base dealer payed, and yelled "No!!"... he was clearly thinking of traditional craps "good field, good come" and we both bust out laughing, and I had the fun of rubbing it in on him all night!
It is a good thing we had a great personality of a box man! Some box men are sticks in the mud and the fun woulda just deflated fast!
For those of you unaware of the difference, You can not loose on the come out roll, 2, 3, and 12 can and will become points, as well as the 11, which no longer wins on the come out roll. There is no dark side (i.e. Don't Pass or Don't Come bets).
It is still a time of learning and adjustment for the dice dealers when they are on this game. So lots of interesting and funny and weird things happen.
A player throws down some money and says "cover all of the numbers" we have to stop and think what proper units are going to be on the new numbers, figure out the change and it slows us down a little. The player gets frustrated thinking we dont know what we are doing but I just stop and say "Hey man, It's ok, we just got this game here and we are still figuring it out" so this usually works.
How weird does this sound " 2 Craps 2, the point is 2, mark the 2."
Or "Yo 11, Point's 11, Mark the Yo" then all your players look at you like "aren't you going to pay me?" All I have to do is say "Nope, the point is 11!" and suddenly you get all these WTF looks.
Then there the mid game call of Yo. Last night I'm on stick and the point was 5. A few rolls later "Yo 11, good field, comes to Yo!" But wait, thats not what my 3rd base dealer is doing! I swish my stick over and smack it down like a Catholic School Teacher onto the a come bet the 3rd base dealer payed, and yelled "No!!"... he was clearly thinking of traditional craps "good field, good come" and we both bust out laughing, and I had the fun of rubbing it in on him all night!
It is a good thing we had a great personality of a box man! Some box men are sticks in the mud and the fun woulda just deflated fast!
Monday, September 25, 2006
Tales of Lost, Found & Stolen
When we got started as casino employees we heard the ways of lost and found /finders keepers.
A story of a casino employee finding a bike parked unattended and unlocked, 30 days later it was his.
Around about 2am today, my dice crew was let out 1 hour early for the night, I went back downstairs to clock out at the same time my boss went back into the pit, I bypassed the clock and pointed out to him htere was a large shopping bag under the table from Margaritaville. My boss picked it up grabed a security officer and handed it to him, turned around grabbed a pen n paper took down my badge number date etc and they said if no one comes back for it within 30 days - its mine!
It appeared to have shirts and flip-flips and other souvenirs. Who knows what kind of treasures I will probably get!
Because if i was drink and gambling in Vegas toting around a sack i would liely forget about it too and when i realized it later I would just assume some one else would find it and walk off with it.
Stay tuned, I will write about it in a month.
Lost...stolen... its one of those weeks or months I guess.
A week or so ago I was looking for this little bag that I keep in my car with odds n ends like fingernail clippers, chap stick, pen, etc. It was not there, I looked real good the next day in hte daylight and it really is missing! what a lame theft, guess they really needed to clip their fingernails!
Then last night I get off work and walk to my truck, I was parked so that I was walking toward the back end and I realized my license plate was gone. Nuts n bolts too. I checked the front plate, oddly still there! After I showed S, he seemed sure it was theft too. He put the front one on the back for me and we looked on the web at the DMV site as to what to do in this case. So I guess I could get a nother set for 5.50 with registration to last the rest of my term, or just get the smog and re-register for about 40.00. Ugh, DMV Lines!!! Maybe S will go to the DMV for me on one of his mornings after work (hint hint I know You'll read this S).
A story of a casino employee finding a bike parked unattended and unlocked, 30 days later it was his.
Around about 2am today, my dice crew was let out 1 hour early for the night, I went back downstairs to clock out at the same time my boss went back into the pit, I bypassed the clock and pointed out to him htere was a large shopping bag under the table from Margaritaville. My boss picked it up grabed a security officer and handed it to him, turned around grabbed a pen n paper took down my badge number date etc and they said if no one comes back for it within 30 days - its mine!
It appeared to have shirts and flip-flips and other souvenirs. Who knows what kind of treasures I will probably get!
Because if i was drink and gambling in Vegas toting around a sack i would liely forget about it too and when i realized it later I would just assume some one else would find it and walk off with it.
Stay tuned, I will write about it in a month.
Lost...stolen... its one of those weeks or months I guess.
A week or so ago I was looking for this little bag that I keep in my car with odds n ends like fingernail clippers, chap stick, pen, etc. It was not there, I looked real good the next day in hte daylight and it really is missing! what a lame theft, guess they really needed to clip their fingernails!
Then last night I get off work and walk to my truck, I was parked so that I was walking toward the back end and I realized my license plate was gone. Nuts n bolts too. I checked the front plate, oddly still there! After I showed S, he seemed sure it was theft too. He put the front one on the back for me and we looked on the web at the DMV site as to what to do in this case. So I guess I could get a nother set for 5.50 with registration to last the rest of my term, or just get the smog and re-register for about 40.00. Ugh, DMV Lines!!! Maybe S will go to the DMV for me on one of his mornings after work (hint hint I know You'll read this S).
Friday, September 01, 2006
Seven of Eight
Thats my new nick name at work today.
I think some of you will sence a TNG relation, but the name is as far as that goes. NO assimilations :)
I was on stick, the lights were not right, and the shadows were being cast heavily on the table.
Shooter rolls and I see a 5 then the other dice lands and I am sure I see a Duce! So I call 7-out etc etc etc. The dealer on the end where the dice landed corrected me that is was an EIGHT. The other side of the table was swiped clean and the players walked off before the correction was made, Shooter included! So we put his chips in a stack at the box, and watch for him for a while, until we see him to return his money. Meanwhile, we have to call "new shooter same point" and new shooter shoots and hits the point- immediately!
It didn't help that the box man was is one of the worst people I ever dealt with. I seriously think Sadam woulda been more pleasant! I am sick of this person.
So the story goes around the pit to all the supervisors/floorman etc, and the shift boss comes up and says "so you called the 7 on an 8? Do you know what 'Seven of Nine' is? Well I'm gonna call you Seven of Eight, Now!"Laugh Laugh Laugh... what ever. Life goes on. It wasn't the 1st time this has ever happened nor will it be the last- just hopefully my own last! But my Boxman still angers me. Shift boss says I should have fun with the situation, but I am just afraid it will egg him on. Personally I just want to punch him in his coratid artery. Well I wont go on and on about my hatred for this guy. A co-worker says if I let him get to me - he has won. I will stand tall and ignore his slimey arse!
I think some of you will sence a TNG relation, but the name is as far as that goes. NO assimilations :)
I was on stick, the lights were not right, and the shadows were being cast heavily on the table.
Shooter rolls and I see a 5 then the other dice lands and I am sure I see a Duce! So I call 7-out etc etc etc. The dealer on the end where the dice landed corrected me that is was an EIGHT. The other side of the table was swiped clean and the players walked off before the correction was made, Shooter included! So we put his chips in a stack at the box, and watch for him for a while, until we see him to return his money. Meanwhile, we have to call "new shooter same point" and new shooter shoots and hits the point- immediately!
It didn't help that the box man was is one of the worst people I ever dealt with. I seriously think Sadam woulda been more pleasant! I am sick of this person.
So the story goes around the pit to all the supervisors/floorman etc, and the shift boss comes up and says "so you called the 7 on an 8? Do you know what 'Seven of Nine' is? Well I'm gonna call you Seven of Eight, Now!"Laugh Laugh Laugh... what ever. Life goes on. It wasn't the 1st time this has ever happened nor will it be the last- just hopefully my own last! But my Boxman still angers me. Shift boss says I should have fun with the situation, but I am just afraid it will egg him on. Personally I just want to punch him in his coratid artery. Well I wont go on and on about my hatred for this guy. A co-worker says if I let him get to me - he has won. I will stand tall and ignore his slimey arse!
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Noodle, "Ouch" & a Long Table
Let's start out light heartedly...
My Chinese Friend "R" is adorable, the is the name one who says "nanananana-nine..." on the dice table stick position. Some oen a few weeks ago was teaching her american slang like "nerd" and "weirdo." So then she spoke up one day and called some one a "noodle" but it sounds more like new-doe with her sweet little chinese-girl accent. So we all just thought it was something chinese, calling someone a "noodle" and it makes me laugh and smile when she says it. So I started calling her "noodle" too. Then she asked me one day after work what it means to call someone a noodle. I said I had no idea, I just guessed it was her thing. But she said "no you teached me" tho I didn't... So she asked me what I call people when I tease them, I came up with "nerd" right away. So she said "yea, like noodle?!" I just looked at her and said "OK." I can't even come up with a spelling for the way "nerd" sounds coming from her! Then about a week later she said "it's not 'noodle' its "wierdo.'" But Noodle stuck, and now we just call each other "Noodle."
I had a Tall 30-something "M" next to my base today. I was using the stoop to be tall enough because I had a player on 1st, so I had to make it easier to reach. But M called me "3 inch taller girl" so I could look be tall like him. He cracked me up- every time he won he's kind of hit me in the arm in excitement. The 1st time was more like exstatic, over excitement. It startled the crap out of me. But it continued with every win and I said "Take it easy! I'm gonna get questioned at home,when my arm is all bruised up."
Oh and one time L was on stick and sent the dice to him when he was not the shooter, and L was busy talking as usual, to someone on the other side of the table. M pointed to the shooter and said "Hey L, I think that's your shooter!" So L looked then pushed the dice to the right person and L says sorry I was talking to someone. M said, "Oh, well don't let me interrupt you!" the next roll was a winner, Smack, I felt on my arm again! And M said "L, dorry worry about that comment, Do what ever you have to do to call those winners!" So I said "You gotta hit me everytime you win?!?!" He apologized and asked if I wanted to hit back....
Then L was getting tapped out off of the stick, and L was also on my side, so I commented to M "I've got bad news for you" and he was intrigued what it could be, I took care of the current roll's pay-outs and told him "Your friend is on his way over, and I had to take a break." But his reply was most unexpected... "Oh he's alright.. You're my friend tho! But I can't be your friend, You have a boyfriend or something..." Or Something! ;), Yup S is a Something Alright!
One more story...
Four guys from Chicago walk up and buy in 100.00 each. Players cards and all! One guy makes an early comment on how Long the table was. The other guy says "Long (pretends to undo his belt) I'll show you Long" I interjected "I seen that!" He said "You weren't supposed to!" I said back " I see everything!" A 3rd guy says "that's your job, right?!" I replied "Yea, Part of it..."
Then when these guys were rolling the 1st guy throws teh dice and when they land he said he needed a telelscope to see them that far away...I had to, just HAD to reply as I pointed to Mr. I'll Show You Long "Telescope- He's gone one, apparently!" And they all laughed together, And said I was awesome & had a witty personality.
My Chinese Friend "R" is adorable, the is the name one who says "nanananana-nine..." on the dice table stick position. Some oen a few weeks ago was teaching her american slang like "nerd" and "weirdo." So then she spoke up one day and called some one a "noodle" but it sounds more like new-doe with her sweet little chinese-girl accent. So we all just thought it was something chinese, calling someone a "noodle" and it makes me laugh and smile when she says it. So I started calling her "noodle" too. Then she asked me one day after work what it means to call someone a noodle. I said I had no idea, I just guessed it was her thing. But she said "no you teached me" tho I didn't... So she asked me what I call people when I tease them, I came up with "nerd" right away. So she said "yea, like noodle?!" I just looked at her and said "OK." I can't even come up with a spelling for the way "nerd" sounds coming from her! Then about a week later she said "it's not 'noodle' its "wierdo.'" But Noodle stuck, and now we just call each other "Noodle."
I had a Tall 30-something "M" next to my base today. I was using the stoop to be tall enough because I had a player on 1st, so I had to make it easier to reach. But M called me "3 inch taller girl" so I could look be tall like him. He cracked me up- every time he won he's kind of hit me in the arm in excitement. The 1st time was more like exstatic, over excitement. It startled the crap out of me. But it continued with every win and I said "Take it easy! I'm gonna get questioned at home,when my arm is all bruised up."
Oh and one time L was on stick and sent the dice to him when he was not the shooter, and L was busy talking as usual, to someone on the other side of the table. M pointed to the shooter and said "Hey L, I think that's your shooter!" So L looked then pushed the dice to the right person and L says sorry I was talking to someone. M said, "Oh, well don't let me interrupt you!" the next roll was a winner, Smack, I felt on my arm again! And M said "L, dorry worry about that comment, Do what ever you have to do to call those winners!" So I said "You gotta hit me everytime you win?!?!" He apologized and asked if I wanted to hit back....
Then L was getting tapped out off of the stick, and L was also on my side, so I commented to M "I've got bad news for you" and he was intrigued what it could be, I took care of the current roll's pay-outs and told him "Your friend is on his way over, and I had to take a break." But his reply was most unexpected... "Oh he's alright.. You're my friend tho! But I can't be your friend, You have a boyfriend or something..." Or Something! ;), Yup S is a Something Alright!
One more story...
Four guys from Chicago walk up and buy in 100.00 each. Players cards and all! One guy makes an early comment on how Long the table was. The other guy says "Long (pretends to undo his belt) I'll show you Long" I interjected "I seen that!" He said "You weren't supposed to!" I said back " I see everything!" A 3rd guy says "that's your job, right?!" I replied "Yea, Part of it..."
Then when these guys were rolling the 1st guy throws teh dice and when they land he said he needed a telelscope to see them that far away...I had to, just HAD to reply as I pointed to Mr. I'll Show You Long "Telescope- He's gone one, apparently!" And they all laughed together, And said I was awesome & had a witty personality.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
It's Been a While
My time and energy have been preoccupied for a while... I've had a few things to talk about here but haven't gotten a chance to come back to tell you about it.
Let's See... A week or so ago- the infamous Aaron showed up on swing shift, nothing has changed there - he might be worse before the night winds down, he really embarrasses me with his naughty comments!
Oh- Last thursday, and a lot ever since, I have been teh cooler. Friday, I couldnt call a number for the life of me. The dice made 2 laps thru a full table of shooters with creating points then one of the following 2 rolls are sure to be a 7-out! It was Ice Cold!!
The following days have been almost as bad, but yesterday- for the 1st time, I seen all 6 points for the fire bet get made, I wanted to pass out, and not a soul was playing it, LOL... we rubbed it in pretty hard too! only One Dollar would have paid $1000.00. The Max bet of $5 on it would have been 5 times as sweet!
Someone called OSHA on O'shea's - Friday we had sound monitors on various staff members to register the decibles of the live band which has been entirely too loud for a few months, but if it stays where OSHA set it it will be perfect.
So far I am still at O'shea's, no sign of a transfer yet... *grumble*
Well Stanley has a new story on his dog-blog. Go check it out when you are done here, if you havent yet!
Thats it from me for now!
Let's See... A week or so ago- the infamous Aaron showed up on swing shift, nothing has changed there - he might be worse before the night winds down, he really embarrasses me with his naughty comments!
Oh- Last thursday, and a lot ever since, I have been teh cooler. Friday, I couldnt call a number for the life of me. The dice made 2 laps thru a full table of shooters with creating points then one of the following 2 rolls are sure to be a 7-out! It was Ice Cold!!
The following days have been almost as bad, but yesterday- for the 1st time, I seen all 6 points for the fire bet get made, I wanted to pass out, and not a soul was playing it, LOL... we rubbed it in pretty hard too! only One Dollar would have paid $1000.00. The Max bet of $5 on it would have been 5 times as sweet!
Someone called OSHA on O'shea's - Friday we had sound monitors on various staff members to register the decibles of the live band which has been entirely too loud for a few months, but if it stays where OSHA set it it will be perfect.
So far I am still at O'shea's, no sign of a transfer yet... *grumble*
Well Stanley has a new story on his dog-blog. Go check it out when you are done here, if you havent yet!
Thats it from me for now!
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