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RANT--It is not a world of men we live in anymoreFebruary 6th, 2016 at 9:34:06 pm
Consider this a rant so I can sleep better and not a gambling post to avoid the non-compete with Zuga.


Anyways, I earned my money tonight. As a reminder, when I deal craps I deal it alone, no base dealers to help me out. First hour was insane betting, but I kept it all together. When I teach craps I try to stress in a PC way that craps is a "man's game." Not meaning that women cannot or should not play, but that you had better know what the heck you are doing when you play and not get upset when a dealer tells you that you need to do something or not do it at a certain point. That you will be talked to in shorthand because to keep the came moving is the cardinal rule. That dealers will "mess with you" to an extent. And that if you cannot take this then you might want to try another game.

But the night showed why this is no longer a world of men we are living in. One woman and two men just did not get it.

Woman, older at least late 60s. Daughter or something helps her at first. I have to stop her a few times from placing her own place bets. I ask very, very nice and explain to let me place them. She keeps doing it and each time I flick the chip back at her and when I finish what I was doing I explain again. I nearly lost it one time.

What I said: "Ma'mm I don't mean to yell at you but I need to set those bets a certain way. I need to keep track of all of the players."

What I wanted to say, "Lady, this is the fifth time I have asked you to keep your GD hands out of that part of the table. Next time I am going to smash your hand with this stick and throw your chips across the room. If you want to put little chips on numbers yourself the roulette table is right behind me!"

Sorry, not about lack of manliness but I am just a bit wired from a crazy night.

Next guy, not at all a manly guy. Shooter throws a 7 so I start to clean up.

"Hey, I just put that down!"
"Yes, and a 7 came up. You lost."
"But I thought that if you put it down the first roll you won on a 7/11?"
"Just when the point is off. If you want that kind of bet you make a COME bet."
"What?"
I explain the COME bet, he soon leaves, upset he lost two chips with no cash value.

Sorry, Bo, this is how the game is played.

This part is a touch confusing. Two men and one woman to my right, second base side. Call them SB1, SB2, and SB3 with 3 being the lady.

SB2 is being an irritant all night. I do not mind explaining the game. I enjoy teaching it. But I do not enjoy having to say literally half a dozen times that you do not book place bets when the puck says "OFF." I do not enjoy having to say a second half-dozen times that when it is OFF you do not mane COME bets. And I am sorry but you are a total moron if you have been playing more than 10 minutes and you have to ask the point. This one did that again half a dozen times.

SB2 also wanted to shoot. Asked when he could and I said he could when it was his turn. It was taking time because we had several shooters make 2-3 points and as I said, he was 2 to my right so he was second to last.

Here is where the real fun begins. One to his right is a SB3, a woman who was playing but did not always have a PASS bet. She did put one down to shoot. I slide the dice to her and he starts getting agitated, said she was a walk-up and it was his turn, he had been waiting. My general attitude was that I was letting the lady shoot and act like a man and wait your turn. He leaves his bet and storms off, maybe to get a beer. She sees he is upset and refuses to throw the dice. Now somehow SB1 and her man (husband/BF) have words which escalates to a back and forth of "EFF-YOU"s.

Some folk are getting between them but even the runt than I am I start thinking of what to do if I need to help pull them apart. Lucky for me SB3's man is moved away from it all. She has by now left. SB2 is also gone. So I try to get SB1 to shoot. He doesn't want to. SB2 comes back after a minute (seemed like 30) and I explain to him to shoot, at the same time some other player asks how he can complete the roll? I have had enough and give a polite answer about it not mattering but firm enough to mean "because I said so!" Quick seven-out and I let same guy have his own roll both for fairness and to keep some peace.

You would think that is the end of SB2, but nope. Night ends and we give tickets for door prizes. He has them in a cup. Asks me what to do with them.

"Count the total and I will give you tickets."
"What do I do with them."
"Count them up."
"I can't count."

I just go about my work because by now I have had enough of his nonsense and I do not have time to count the chips of all the players. I will help a senior citizen if needed, or someone needs help. He is perfectly capable but eventually someone helps him. *facepalm*

OTOH, one player knew what he was doing and shot before I placed his old COME bet. Mainly my fault but he accepted part of the fault. I joked that I was holding him to a higher standard because he clearly knew how to play. He was cool with that, maybe some manly men still around! He thanked me after the game as well.

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Wizard
February 7th, 2016 at 2:29:28 am
I feel your pain.
odiousgambit
February 8th, 2016 at 1:19:22 pm
Hooboy! What's there to say?

Yet more math challenged folkFebruary 4th, 2016 at 2:45:58 pm
Post-secondary trade school, for those of you in Rio Linda it is sort of a private, for-profit junior college as in addition to trades they do business, accounting, and criminal justice. Scene is their annual casino night, poker table. Giving some education to players for my own sanity vs dealing when they have no idea how to play.

After showing some good vs bad hands, I go into percentages. I forget the exact hand, maybe a gut shot straight, but there were 4 outs. I explain that there are 47 cards left. 4 outs.

"What's 47/4?"

Dead silence. No idea how to figure it out. Can't even start the long division (4 into 40......) in their heads. I am saying, they were at the level of children, 4th or 5th grade, if that.

Anyone else see this happen, this level of math-challenged?

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Face
February 4th, 2016 at 5:18:54 pm
Only when I try to figure out how much to tip =p

I'm slightly better than your example, but not by much. I'm sure if I had grown up in the age of smart phones and PC's, I'd likely be just as bad, sad to say.
AZDuffman
February 4th, 2016 at 5:39:05 pm
It is why in my day the school banned calculators for the most part. I kind of can't wait to ask my niece who is gifted but age 8. Same niece learned how to play basic blackjack at age 6.

Still amazes me you can get to adulthood and not have a clue of the rank of hands in poker. I don't men memorized, I mean not even knowing one.
Fleastiff
February 27th, 2016 at 1:22:39 pm
To the ultra "Don't Drink, Don't Chew; Don't Go Out With Girls Who Do" playing cards are referred to as 'the Devil's Portraits' and no Mormon household has playing cards. Then they leave Salt Lake City and flock to Vegas and start off as dealers. Its a transition. Remember perhaps one of the Wizard's dealing assistants in the videos?

Did not watch eve one play this yearJanuary 17th, 2016 at 5:00:34 pm
Steeler season is over and let me say that fulfilled my promise and did not watch one play because they had signed Michael Vick.

Now, did I cause any change? No, but at the least I am happy with myself for taking my own little personal stand. If you watched or did not was up to you. However, one thing is abundantly clear. Few fans can make a legit gripe about player behavior, because what has been shown to be sadly clear is that people keep showing up at the games and watching on TV no matter what these guys do.

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beachbumbabs
January 23rd, 2016 at 7:53:44 pm
I appreciate that you did that. I feel the same way about him. I've been refusing to pick them in my NFL games on the WoV forum, no matter how favored, out of the same sentiment. (disclosure; I got them once by a typo, when they were playing KC. I think I paid for my error anyway..lol)

Totally dense playerNovember 14th, 2015 at 9:20:23 pm
Another night of losing faith in the next generation.......

Casino Party season is upon us. Dealing craps. I was at a table off from the rest of things. Now, we have all heard about the woman who asked Dean Martin "is this the casino?" when she was in front of a BJ table. Dino replied something like, "no this is a grocery store, the casino is across the street!" Tonight I had my own kick in the head!

I am the table. Gal in her late 20s or so.

"Is this craps?"
"Yes"
"We need to learn how to play. Do you know how to play?"
"Sorry, I don't know how to play."
"You don't know how to play?!"
"My boss is over there, we'll ask him. HEY, CAN YOU TELL HER I DON'T KNOW HOW TO PLAY CRAPS?!"
"He doesn't know anything about the game!"
"Well, I want to learn how to play." At this point her mind starts to spool like a turbine engine!
6
5
4
3
2
1
"WAIT A MINUTE? HOW CAN YOU BE DEALING IT IF YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW TO PLAY?!?!"

Sometimes I want to *facepalm* so hard as to give myself a concussion!

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Fleastiff
November 16th, 2015 at 8:06:13 pm
Dealers in Casino Nights are the same as Dealers in 'real' casinos.

Certain responses to young females are mandatory.

If you ever get a girl who is bright enough to point out that those Place Numbers are all numerals except the SIX and NINE which are words, the dealers MUST act surprized and emit a stage-perfect Gee, I never noticed that.

If a young girl asks how do you know whose bet is which, you simply pick up one of bets, ask her what her name is and then lift up her bet high enough for you to read the names written on the bottom of the bet and reply "Yep, this is one of yours".

And I'm sure you know by now that if a chip goes down some sweet young things neckline, and you must verbally stop her from reaching for it and announce firmly that if a chip goes out of the view of the public, only the BoxMan is permitted to retrieve it and as you say this the BoxMan is required to start to rise from his seated position as if to comply with Casino Regulations about reaching down a woman's blouse to retrieve chips that have become unobservable.
odiousgambit
November 17th, 2015 at 10:20:25 am
" Do you know how to play?"
"Sorry, I don't know how to play."

I've run into dealers who should have said this
Fleastiff
November 18th, 2015 at 5:48:29 pm
LOL, OG... what with all those firings by mba cost cutters... some dealers have so little experience and really don't know how to play.

Was he serious?October 28th, 2015 at 6:01:54 pm
So I have a 20" TV I need to get rid of. I would use it as a bedroom TV but family has given me 2 nicer TVs, so I need to get rid of it. I know even at $5 it will not sell, so I put it "free" on CL. Now not one but two different people ask if I can deliver it!

One I ignored, second said, "are you mobile?" I ask what he means and he asks if I can deliver it! I write back asking if he is seriously asking me to deliver a TV I am giving away for free?" Then he gets mad at ME, says, "I don't want it anymore!"

What is this world coming to?

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odiousgambit
October 30th, 2015 at 2:43:01 am
People who do charity work are constantly stunned at the mindset *some* of the recipients. Probably this guy has been on the take for his whole life. When that is the case, it seems to also be true that he won't be exposed to any reality checks - that has to be pre-instilled elsewhere, it can't come from the charity [not these days]. To whine about something that is given away for free may really pay off sometimes - that has been his experience and his learning curve in his world.

We are volunteering for a bit of "feed the hungry" type stuff around here. You focus on the people who really need it and really appreciate it or you become so cynical you can't do it.
AZDuffman
October 30th, 2015 at 3:30:40 am
I hear you there. When I was a PCO we did some work at public housing units. Amazing the difference how people acted. Some people could not be more polite and accommodating. Then a few units down you would get totally demanding jerks.
Face
October 30th, 2015 at 12:01:04 pm
My mom just told me a story of how she got ranted upon over an offer at a yard sale. This was the upscale 'burbs, too. Assholeism isn't just a product of the inner city poor, for sure.

I delivered my boat, which I sold on CL. It helped that he was right near the college where I had hockey anyways, but he was an awesome old man. I would've delivered it no matter where he hailed from, because he was awesome and not an a-hole. Kinda sad that a good guy is seen as remarkable, since they've become so rare.

Pro-tip - next bad day, take that TV into the basement with a bat and just bash the snot out of it. Not only does it feel good, but then you can bag that TV up and send it out with the normal trash, instead of waiting for big garbage day or paying extra to dispose of the boob tube TV.
Fleastiff
December 29th, 2015 at 8:37:21 pm
I once has a retired meteorologist offer to drive over 35 miles each way to deliver some electronic breathing equipment to me since her husband's equipment was now all electronically backed up and mine was then in a situation of if the power goes out .... so do I. As this was on the eve of an approaching huricane. It was free and she giving it away not selling it.
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