The never ending high-limit

This night found me dealing everything but a low limit game except at the very end of my shift when I got to relax and laugh through a $1-$5 7 Card Stud game.

My first game was $8-$16 Holdem and it went straight up from there.  Waiting on Table 1 was the infamous $200-$400 Blind Pot Limit Omaha game with George in the 8 seat.  He was relatively quiet and didn’t get involved in any hands when I was there.  Yippee!  Lots of action and huge pots, with “Pot!”  Meaning they’re looking at me expecting an answer as to the size of the pot.  Thankfully my mental calculator was right on and I got through it without any brain bruises.  The biggest pot I pushed was $150,000.

The next game was 1/2 Holdem and Omaha 8 or Better, $300-$600 and then on to $75-$150 Omaha 8 or Better with a 1/4 Kill.

The field was mostly tourist which makes for a good game until J.C. Pearson showed up as a play over.  He won the 1st few hands he played but don’t think he’s ever happy.   The person he was playing over came back and J.C. took his play over in another position which put him right where he could post in between the button and blind (this is only allowed in high limit, Omaha 8 or Better games) and then he called Carmen to see what he had to do to take a hand.  Of course he would never ask me that would just be too damn easy.  Besides, he’d then be giving me credit for being able to think and then his brain would blow up because he’d be faced with the possibility that if I could think, I might be a PERSON.  The best of it was that Carmen looked right at me and asked me what he should do and I told her.

She said, “Ok.” and walked off.  Thanks, Carmen.