Need to know, am I too old?June 9th, 2018 at 2:49:10 pm
Here is the setting. Adult guy having a birthday party, half-a-pool party. I'm on craps. Starts well enough, teaching people how to play. Usual craps dealer messing with them just enough. It was some kind of a prize because they charged for chips, which we have no involvement in.
Then she comes to the table. She is young. She's hot. She's blonde. She'd wearing a bikini top and one of those beach skirts women wear.
And she is annoying the hell out of me. Betting whatever. Cheering "COME ON. PASS!" "COME ON DON'T PASS!" just all kinds of things that make no sense. Just the kind that personifies "dumb blonde." The birthday host was at my table though I didn't know who he was. I think he senses my mood as he made half a crack when she left after a few minutes. Had no clue what was going on other than dice being thrown. And yes, when it was her turn to throw she asked about taking all 5.
Am I over the hill for just wanting her to go play Roulette?
Remembering how hard it wasApril 12th, 2018 at 3:23:40 pm
Every now and then I get asked about casino school, even this many years later. Last week a fellow party dealer asked. I think you have to go to the community college system now, but the learning will be the same. She has been laid off and I guess needs a carer change.
I can talk about it for hours, but had just a few minutes before the gig. So I tell what I can about cheque handling. I show how to cradle them and mention that if you cannot cradle 20 at a time don't even bother. Then I show how to size in. I am not the best, but I would say I am as good as a casino level dealer with a few months under their belt. I say, "you gotta practice this" and size 10 stacks of 2. To me it is a warm-up exercise.
Well. She has one of those, "I gotta learn THAT?!" looks on her face. So I show her slower. We take our tables and I see her trying to practice. I stop her as she is doing it totally wrong, probably how I started but could not do now. Told her don't practice bad form as you just get good at doing it wrong.
I then just showed her how to cradle. Said, "just do this for now." She kind of got it. If I work with her again I will help more if asked. Too bad I cannot side hustle a training gig.
But I look back, I remember how hard it was to do this right. Years later it is just habit. New players, mostly female, watch your hands in awe when you do it right. Just call it one more casino thing I look at how little I knew 10 and 20 years ago vs. now.
Did I spend my time learning something useful?
Still more random thoughts dealing parties.February 17th, 2018 at 8:27:47 pm
If there is interest or even if there is not I may post my thoughts on dealing these parties for 10 years. Meanwhile, part of me wonders if the real dealers get as cynical as I can get.
Woman tonight has a soft 12. I call out "12!" She mentions she thought A was 1 or 11. So I say, "OK, fine, 12 or 22!" She gives a friendly "ooops!" In a casino I would have been fired on my tap out for sure!
Another woman has three As in her hand, adding to a soft 20. Do the math for the other cards. I call out the whole way, "9 or 19, 10 or 20!" She hits and gets a 3. I call out "13!" She seems to realize what she did, and her man explains it. I say, "sorry, too late now." Partly because it is a fundraiser, partly because, well, I mean, I called out '20' and she still hit!
Another guy blows thru his 5 chips. His woman asks why he lost all his chips. He shrugs while I think to myself, "because he does not know the game!"
I keep getting questioned about when an A is in the hand. Sorry to say it is 99% females who ask. But say it is A-5. I say, "6 or 16." Two variations happen. Either they say, "6, hit!" or "16 stand!" as if I would only count it as 6, or they ask, "how do you know which it is?"
If I snap at this one day, and I get one BJ dealer on the jury, would I walk?
Blackjack, Bitcoin, and Square Roots. Plus a weird thought....January 21st, 2018 at 4:49:18 am
House party last night. Guy's 40th Birthday. Maybe 50 people. I'm dealing blackjack.
Usual red and blue chips we have had since forever. Usual question "what are they worth." Should be 5/25 but is really 1/5 since so few people, even our dealers, would grasp 5/25. Then people ask "1 what?" Of course it does not matter. Play to the crowd and say one thousand, one trillion, whatever. I have mentioned before I am doing market testing.
"Red is one Etherium and green is one Bitcoin."
If they give a weird look I say a dollar amount. If they want to talk about it I play to that. In my 10th year of doing thus (good grief) I gotta keep it interesting. Last night one was both interested and drunk, a great combination. He is playing bad strategy and loses all his chips. It is a birthday so we are told to just give out more chips. Doesn't mean we cannot have fun with them.
Remember, the guy is yelling "I bet one Bitcoin, I bet 4 Bitcoin!" for an hour now.
"Hey, I need more Bitcoin!"
"You gotta mine for it. Can you solve a math problem?"
"What is the square root of 144 times 12?"
"Uh, Uh, Uh.........."
(I am near getting buzzed smelling his drink BTW)
Woman next to him says, "144."
I give him the chips, he goes to get a drink. We discuss it. She says, "I always found square roots comforting."
First time I ever heard that. Kind of hope it is the last for that matter! I ask her about cube roots, why not?
"Cube roots are weird,"
He runs out of chips again. I give another challenge.
"What is the square root of 81 times 9?"
"uh, uh, ......"
Different woman says, "81."
Now he is saying the questions are too hard. So I say I bet he cannot get an easy one. He says try him.
"How many cups are in two cups?"
"You lose!" I ask the woman next to him.
I ask the woman next to them, looks to be the mother of the first woman.
"WINNER!" I give her some kind of bonus.
They kept us one more hour and offered yet another, but I was wiped out. Decent tip though for the first extra.
Good Qualities in a WomanOctober 15th, 2017 at 6:03:20 pm
Dealing craps again, this time for a fundraiser for some group that puts out service dogs that prisoners train. Before it started we got a chance to meet and pet the dogs a bit, which was nice. They were 8 month old labs and as they were service dogs I asked permission to pet them. They said "sure, go ahead." Discussion with them showed that the dogs were still being socialized and they wanted them used to people. Curious thing was the dogs were fast to paw at you, told that they had to be trained to do things like push elevator buttons.
Later the games started. One of hottest tables I ever remember, and I was so happy they were not making place bets. It was too crowded and too loud to explain them, and they were having enough winning at PASS I just wanted to finish the night, being tired from working the previous night getting home at 1 AM, looking at rental properties that afternoon, and looking at an hour plus drive home.
Then she walked up. Oh my. Attractive gal, and the kind that just ooozed class. The kind of class you like. I don't mean old money, snooty class. I mean the kind that you meet when you show up to do a service call at the big house in the nice part of town, nice cars in the garage, and she is polite and friendly as anything. Of course she was married. They are always married. No harm in noticing.
I actually did not notice much at first. Until she spoke. I immediately took notice as she was explaining FREE ODDS to another player, and doing it RIGHT!
There are varying levels of how people talk about the game. I get many newbies of course. They know nothing. There are people that think they know, then forced me to emasculate them in front of their girlfriend and everyone else at the table. (Another story, I've told it before, but a lesson to beware the quiet guy trying to mind his own business.) There are those that know much but ask me to fill in the tough parts.
Then there was her! I key in when people start to explain to other players. Part to avoid wrong information spreading around my table. Part because I cannot help it, think the frog and the scorpion. She was describing it perfectly. Dealer level explanations. She made one mistake, confusing free odds on the 6/8 with place odds. I just say, "6:5" and she just says, "you're right!" and went on. I am still amazed. You have to remember, I live and love to have a player like this at the table as it takes pressure off me.
Oh, yeah, she could actually throw dice without looking like she was throwing out the first pitch.
Seriously, she had dealer level knowledge of the game in how it works, though I had no idea if she would know procedure. Lucky, this kind almost always hangs for a minute after everyone else leaves to thank me as a dealer, maybe ask where I learned, just a sort of professional courtesy.
Seems she just learned from her husband. Hopefully there are more like her out there.