I think if I can just get through my shift tonight, the world will still be rotating on it’s axis – the planet won’t self destruct and burn into a black ball, and my face won’t slide off and melt into the carpet. I’m past believing I can make it through one more night…this kid hasn’t taken an E/O or signed up to play in a few weeks. Working wire to wire is tough, especially in nonstop noise pollution, people commotion, and having to pay attention to all the game formats and limits, players, cocktails, fills, chip runners, and a few million other things. All I can say is TGIF.
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Someone jumped up by Table 3 tonight ($10-20 NLH) and while a player was seated at the table, eating, the ‘someone’ grabbed the player’s $100 bills and escaped through the casino. No word on whether the ‘someone’ was identified or apprehended and unknown as to whether Bellagio has any responsibility in that area. Scary as hell…how brave are they?
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The $2-5 blind NLH game rules at Bellagio, usually four games a night, pots that are huge and everyone came to G-A-M-B-L-E! Love to deal it although it gets a little hectic at times as players come and go through must move games and going bust. Wed. night I dealt the first hand of a new game, A-A vs. K-K. How strange after spreading a new deck. K-K bit the dust and left after the initial $200 Buy-in – A-A doubled up.
Last week, Q-Q, J-J, 10-10 in the same hand. 10-10 put most of the pressure on the hand. Q-Q went all-in (BTW the player with Q-Q is a lady – Karen M. – she reads here and she’s in the same profession I used to be in, legal profession. She’s an asset to poker and represents a classy femine side instead of these girls that think nipples and butt cheek hanging out is what it’s all about) and won the majority of the chips in the main pot. J-J claimed the side pot and 10-10 left for the night.
Tues. night found me pushing a pot that had almost $2,500 in it. One game tonight was full of noise and chatter and the players in seats 7 through 10 put the live straddle on it. When the straddle hit the 9s, the 10s put a dead $20 on it with a promise to call $150 more without looking at his cards. The game was very active and a lot of fun to deal.
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The only harsh spot I hit tonight was from a sweater in a $4-8 holdem game on Table 26. The player asked me about food. I told him the only thing open at 2 a.m. was the Coffee Shop. The sweater was good sized, leather jacket, late 20’s, and asked if they could get room service. I told him if he had a room number, they could call room service and have food delivered. He said they had a credit card. I said I didn’t think so.
He proceeded to get totally demanding, belligerent, and stupid, telling me to bring my supervisor over to wait on them. I said I didn’t think so. He got overly loud and demanded, “Can your bitch perform?”
I told him he was talking to the wrong person, if he wanted to speak to my supervisor, to walk over to the office and speak to him.
He said Vegas was all about service and he was expecting to be waited on…blah, blah, blah.
His friend, the player, quieted him down. It was a good thing because I didn’t think Pete was going to react very kindly to him at that hour – especially at the end of a long, hard shift. The game broke and they left but I can’t help but marvel at these people that believe they are doing the casino, or anyone else, a favor by getting drunk, making a lot of noise, and demanding service…especially as a sweater at a $4-8 table.
Are they passing out drugs somewhere that I’m not aware of? Shit! I’m always the last to know.