Dealt a friendly little, jammin’ $4-$8 Texas holdem game…a lady named Rosie was in the 6 seat. When I first sat down, she said, “They claim that poker makes no money for the casino.”

I said, “Pretty much true!”

She said emphatically, “They’s lyin’, they’s lyin’, they’s lyin’!”

I couldn’t help but chuckle a little over her reaction. Then she won a pot. As she stacked, she looked at me and asked, “Do you think you deserve a tip?”

I knew she was messing with me…I said, “A tip should be given because you feel I do my job well not because I pushed you a pot and not because you feel you have to tip.”

She chuckled and said, “Then I won’t tip you.”

I just kept dealing, a few minutes later she threw me some blue chips, I thanked her and the game went on. She was tired and feigned sleep during each hand. I prompted her just before the action got to her in each new hand. Each time she folded and closed her eyes again.

The last hand I dealt, she won a big pot. As I was leaving the dealer’s box, she asked, “Do you think you deserve a tip?”

I replied, “Hell yes, I had to wake you up every hand!”

She started laughing and threw me more blues.

The following night, I got out of work early and played in a game that she was in. She tried to match make a date for me with every guy at the table. When I told her I was happy being single, she said she’d be looking if she was me and that she was married and she was still looking.

She was a fireball and lots of fun. Every time I revealed anything personal about myself, such as: I play poker, drink a beer, have children, have been married, have grandchildren…she exclaimed, “You’ve got to be kidding! You look like a little Barbie Doll that sits on a shelf.”

To which I can only say, “Thank you, Rosie! You’re certainly fun to deal to and play poker with!”