My first game was $30-$60 Holdem. Everything was rolling along, no pain or anguish, and Lei Lei came over to speak with Yen. Of course Yen was in a hand and they were speaking in a foreign language. All I said was, “English please.”

Lei Lei is well endowed and leaves very little to any one’s imagination so Jeff P. had to jump in and say, “Lei Lei, you can talk to me in any language you want.”

That gave Yen the signal to jump and jump she did. “The only one it bothered was the dealer. The dealer had to say something.”

I got feisty. “It’s the house rule.”

Yen knows it’s the house rule but she never slowed down, “The dealer had to say something, she couldn’t stay out of it…”

I said, “If I don’t say something, someone’s unhappy, if I do say something, someone’s unhappy.”

She said, “No one complain, you don’t have to say anything.”

I said, “Yeah, I’m a bitch.”

Jeff finally tore his eyes away from Lei Lei’s retreating form and wanted to know what was going on. I said, “Help me out here, you know it’s the house rule.”

He never said a word. Loss of points for Jeff here in my book, not that he was ever in the top 100 anyway.

Yen still made another comment about my being the only one that it mattered to, no one else cared.

I said, “Yup, just how I want to start my night out, getting my butt chewed out for doing my job.”

Tom, a player that used to live in town and now only comes to town on occasion, was in the 5s and he gave me the ‘just forget it’ wave…he knew I was right. I did drop it. The game went on.

*****

A few hours later, $4-$8 Holdem. They were gambling. The 10s bet a hand on the River and got called by the 3s. The 10s turned up pocket 4’s. There was a pair of 10’s on the board.

As the 3s was throwing her hand away, she turned it so the other end of the table could see it – all of this happened very fast – and I could see she had paired the 7 on the board with her J-7. The 1s quickly exclaimed that she had a winner just as she dropped her hand. She did drop it face down but she didn’t pitch it in, it was within a few inches of her hand.

Before I could think about mucking it, she grabbed it back (thanks to the 1s informing her she had a winner). I told the 1s that he couldn’t say anything unless her hand was turned face up on the table. But it was too late, the damage was done. Her hand was NEVER going to be declared dead by our house rule so I awarded her the pot.

The 8s and 10s thought it was unfair. The 10s had a small fit that the 1s had said anything.

I tried to be diplomatic, “We can’t stop conversation at the table and I’ve already told him that he cannot read a player’s hand unless it’s face up on the table.”

The 10s continued a bit longer (hey the pot had about $16 in it) and I said, “I’m not taking anyone’s side. The way our rule reads, she would get the pot.”

The 10s now got a little hot with me and told me I was definitely taking someone’s side.

I just let it go with, “Ok. I am.”

The game went on with the 3s mouthing at me, “I’m sorry.”

*****

My last game of the night? $600-$1,200 7 Card Stud…what else? Don’t worry, Cuckoo was in the 8s. He was calm while he visited with the players and got involved in a few hands. He won a big pot in which he beat Morad’s trip Jacks with a straight. After I pushed the pot to Cuckoo, he stood up, then dropped a couple of $1 chips for a tip by the rack.

I said, “Thank you.”

He said, “You really take it personal when I get out of line at the table,” and gave me a finger poke in the right shoulder.

‘Uhmmmmhhhmmm! Hell yes I do when you’re pelting cards at my stomach and chest. Why shouldn’t I?’ Those were thoughts that ran through my head but I waited until he sat back down before I responded.

As I dealt the next hand, I said, “As long as you’ve been playing cards…”

His reply was something like, “I know. And I know better.”

It’s like he was trying to make amends and expecting me to think it’s all ok. Well damn it, it isn’t all ok. How many times should someone throw cards at me and then apologize or try to smooth it over and then repeat the same process over and over?

Grow up Pros, figure it out. You’re poker face is leaking when you’re throwing cards and swearing. Fix it.