I agree it's good to shrug it off. Clearly the few bucks means more to him than it does to me. But I'm not going to tell other tables about the guy who makes a point about not tipping. That seems like hustling to me.

I'd love to have some prick pull that stunt when I'm playing at the table .........

So, in my room we have a absolutely abysmal dealer. How he got a job in the first place is beyond me. He's terrible, just terrible, and what makes it worse is that he thinks he's a good dealer. He's been instructed to watch one of the better dealers in the room, and after doing so he would say that does everything the exact same way.

When I would prop, there was more than one occasion where somebody tabled the winning hand, and after the 2-3 seconds it takes him to read a hand, he wouldn't notice it was the winner. He would start to muck it, and when it was an inch from the muck, I'd stop him. Instead of saying "Oh, you're right, I missed the flush, thank you." he plays it off like he saw it. "Oh, yeah... uh, I saw that.." Like he saw the winner the whole time.

Anyway, a couple of times a month, I happen to see him do one of the dumbest things I've ever seen, and then he trumps it a few weeks later. I witnessed this last night.

I'm watching him deal a hand that's heads up, there's roughly $100 in the pot, and player A has bet $50. Player B asks "How much is in there..? Can you spread the pot out?" The dealer then proceeds to stack and count the entire pot. Like, WTF. I can only imagine how many times he has done this previously. I just walk away befuddled and inform the floor so they can handle it while trying to stop my head from exploding.

This was not in a large casino, when I was dealing, which was now almost 20 years ago, there was no 'floor' to call. It was in Montana, in a bar that had live music on the weekends. When the games were going good, the game owner (who rented space from the bar), would come in to help get the game started in the evening, and if it was full with a list he was gone within an hour. Short of violence we were basically not allowed to cash out a player for being an ass. We had asked to have seats 1 and 10 be non smoking so people wouldn't leave ashtrays right next to us, and were told "what if someone who smokes wants that seat?"

There were two tables, one in an enclosed room, the other out in the bar area. While I was there it was 1-4-8-8 for the 'big' game, and 1-3 for the smaller game. If both games were going, it was 40min on, 20 off, and on your break you were chip runner, cocktail waiter, food waiter, bouncer, whatever needed. When it was down to one game you were 30 min on, 30 off.

We were in one of the few cities that didn't have to close the game at 2am, so if you went in to work you didn't know if you were going to get off at 2am, or 6am or whenever. After 2 the games would usually get short handed, players left were stuck and pissy, and you may deal from 2am until 8am and have the same amount in tips at the end of the night that you had at 2. More than once I called the game owner at 7am letting him know I had class that morning at 8 and he had to get down to deal.

This was of course pre 2003, so as I mentioned the player pool was not huge, and most nights it was the same people, and everyone knew everyone else. Many nights a couple of players in the game were coworkers on their night off, as it was the only game in town for a while. Last time I was through there there were 6 or more games in town.

When I play now in larger rooms I watch how little dealers actually have to do. With shuffle machines they basically have to cut the deck, pitch the cards, and take the rake. Any dispute arises and they call the floor. Pretty easy compared to 'back in the day'.

It was a good job while in school though, for the most part hours didn't interfere with school, and even then tips were decent. Paid a lot better than anything else that was available for college kids.

OMG, if that happens to me, I'm stopping the game to hit this guy with a Sipowicz.

"Wow!", is my flabbergasted reaction, as I look positively stunned and confused that he would say that. "Did I once go out of my way to be a jerk to you, and I don't remember?" And I'm not dealing another card until I get an answer.

Pretty sure I'd give him a "Are you serious?" And unless I got a good answer, he is being dealt out.

I commend you, sir, for your restraint. I let a lot of stuff go without even thinking about it. However, having someone to go out of his way to rub my nose in it, I would have difficulty not responding in some fashion. My initial reaction would be something like, "thanks for going out of your way to help me have a great day!"

Saw someone actually wearing sunglasses upside down at the table. Can't remember the last time I saw a person actually doing that. Maybe 2006?

Lady at my table tonight had nothing good to say about anybody. She put the badmouth to the dealer I pushed out the moment he left, criticizing his personality (he's actually a very laid back guy, he just tends to "shut up and deal", like I do). Later in the down, she was telling another player a bad beat story, and her opponents in that story were named This Idiot and This Other Idiot. A few minutes after that, one of the players in the game busted out, and she had plenty to say about him as soon as he left, none of it good, of course.

Finally, the push arrived, and as I we were on the river of my final hand at this table, she made sure I could hear her when she told her neighbor, "This dealer didn't push me a single pot."

I looked at her and said innocently, "Well meet me half way--play a hand!"

Her jaw hit the table, she was shocked at my effrontery. I just smiled and said with a shrug, "Hey, you started it!" She actually smiled.

Wow, that's surprising, ytf. Usually the perpetual whiners play every single hand.

Another one i run in to:

Who's it on?

"usually the guy who's asking" *Grin*

IME they are usually the extreme nits. They are the players that will limp with AK, then as soon as the flop comes, start complaining about how "this hand" never hits.

During the baseball game the other night, I looked up at the tv while I was in the box, just as they were showing a replay of a very close call at first base. The slowed it down to super-slo-mo, and paused the picture when the ball hit the first baseman's glove. The runner's foot was so close to the bag at that moment, I couldn't tell if his shoe was touching the top of the base or not, it was that close of a photo finish.

A player in the game immediately behind me blurted, "OMG, they missed another one! How can you miss that call???"

My immediate thought was NOT, "Because they don't have the benefit of super-slo-mo replay and pause? And how can anyone look at this replay and conclude that the play wasn't even close?" No, that was NOT my immediate thought.

My immediate thought was, "Must be an Omaha/8 game at that table immediately behind me."

I turned back and looked. It was O/8, all right.

I'm dealing a tournament last night, a guy comes over from another table and starts speaking with the player in the 10 seat and I can;t understand a word of it. So I turn to the guys and tell them "English Only". The guy who came over leaves and the guy in 10 seat tells me in a thick accent that it was English. Ihey are Irish. I make a joke with him about how I didn't recognize it and usually i can understand the Irish, its the Scottish that I never understand.

A little while later a new player sits down in the two seat, and the first time I ask him for his ante I looks at me and tells me he doesn't know english (his accent sounded Italian to me).

So when I get tapped out by the next dealer, as I get up I tell him loudly that the gentlemen in the 2 seat doesn't speak English, and the gentlemen in the 10 seat claims he does.

back to my Irish guys speaking an unintelligible version of english. Later on in the evening I push into a cash game and two buddies of the guy from my tournament table are sitting in the 2 and three seats. The outgoing dealer tells me that the Two and Three seats are speaking English they just sound funny ..... the floor has already come and ruled it was English.

Now the next day, I push into a tournament and those two are seated next to each other again. And they are going on and on and I have no idea what they are saying ..... I have no doubt they are saying things that shouldn't be said ..... but hey ..... The floor has already ruled that they are speaking English and don't see any upside to wading into this battle ..... but now the guy in the 5 seat (clearly not irish) suddenly starts speaking in to them in French ..... I tell him he has to keep it in English at the table ..... and he barks at me that it is English .... (obviously he has already seen that that argument seems to work here)

i have several players who tend to be somewhat short tempered, a Chinese woman and an Italian man
Occasionally they get agitated about something and direct their ire at me, they speak very quickly ( in English) BUT that they are and faster they speak the heavier their accent becomes, to the point of being unintelligible.
I just wait till they are done , look at they and say..."Uhm, English only please".

( note, i KNOW both of these players, have dealt to them for many many years, they know me, i wouldn't say /do this to a player in this spot that i didn't already have some sort of rapport with and understand how they were going to react.

Once while dealing I translated a conversation where both players were speaking in English. One regular who was Korean, and another regular who was Vietnamese. I could easily understand both of them, but they couldn't understand each other. (I had professors/TA's who were much much more difficult to understand, but hey, I am a one language lazy American, so props to those who know any of a second language)

I have poor hearing, and half of the English Only admonishments I've given were met with, "I *am* speaking (heavily accented) English!", so I don't say anything any more unless another player speaks up first.

This talk about trying to decipher english vs. another language reminds me of the thought process I go through in the box sometimes trying to determine whether the player is male or female, and whether to use "sir" or "miss".

Even worse when you look at Bravo and their name is Sam.

"It's on you.... person"

Ummm. How about. "It's on you Sam"

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Sure, if they are logged in, that's fine. "It's on you, Guest." sounds weird.

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By chance does anyone in this thread work at the Wynn/Encore in any capacity? I have reason to believe I may have a (non-gaming) job offer heading my way soon, and I was wondering if anyone has any insights on working for the company.

PM's would be appreciated.

Also, this thread is really fascinating to me even though I don't work in the industry at all.

My room is finally on full TDA rules for tournaments. I'm happy.