So I'm dealing $2-4 LHE tonight. We had a special event that brought a lot of people to the property who normally don't come, so we had a lot of newbs in the room for this one.
One of the first hands of the down, MP raises preflop, only the blinds call. Flop and turn, blinds check, MP bets, blinds call.
A blank hits the river, and suddenly, SB (newb) bets out. BB groans, because he's being squeezed, and folds. MP makes a crying call, but his unimproved AKs is no good--SB had A5 and had flopped bottom pair. He wins. I have no doubt that he doesn't even know what a squeeze play is, he just tried a desperate bluff, and got lucky to get a better hand to fold AND a lesser hand to call.
So far, no big deal, but I had to tell you about that hand to set the stage for this one:
Same newb is first, and he's betting bottom pair every street, since it worked last time. Only this time, the player to his immediate left is raising him every street. A third player ("Villain") is paying through the nose for his draw, which doesn't get there. The every-street-raiser wins, and as I'm pushing a huge pot to him, Villain (who missed his draw, and is fuming that he had to pay extra to do it because of some newb) starts venting. He's calling to the winner, "You should tip HIM extra, for betting into you every street!" Then to the newb, "How many times does that guy have to raise you before you stop betting into him? Unbelievable! Dumb ass!"
I ask Villain if he and Newb are friends. Villain says no. I give Villain a disapproving headshake, and tell him, "We don't do that here." Villain assures me that he is "in this place five times a week, and I hear worse than that ALL the time!" What does he think, I only come in once a year or something? But I can't retort that I'm there five times a week as well, since I'm only part time, which means I usually come in four days, so I just shut up. At least Villain is madder at me than at Newb, so I've done my part to protect the innocent.
About 30 seconds later, a floor man came by the table for something unrelated, and I was still pissed at Villain, so I asked the floorman, "Hey Joe, are we allowed to call each other Dumb Ass after the hand is over?" Most players smiled, Joe ruled that no, that was not permitted, and Joe kept on walking.
Villain wasn't smiling. "Woooooow!!!", he said, positively shocked that I would sell him down the river that way.
"Hey, you didn't believe ME, so I thought you'd want to hear it from him."
He was not amused. "Well, there goes YOUR tips from now on!"
"Sir," I replied, "If I've got to sit still while you berate our guests in order to get tips from you, then I don't want them."
He folded his arms, set his jaw, and began the vigil. He couldn't WAIT to win a pot, so he could stiff me.
Meanwhile, while he's waiting for a winner, I'm getting $2-3 tokes every hand for the rest of the down. It was the best $2-4 LHE down I've ever had. Announcing he was going to stiff me was the best thing he ever could have done for me.
The floorman came back, and asked which player was the one that prompted me to ask him that, but I waved him off, and told him that everything's fine now, so he let it go. Later, away from the table, he asked me what it was about, so I told him the whole story. I added, "I didn't point him out to you, because if I rat him out, he'll REALLY get mad at me."
"Oh, you didn't need to point him out," said the floor. "I just assumed it was the guy in the blue cap."
"DING DING DING DING DING!"