Much To-Do About Nothin'

Well, I just wrapped up my 8th day in the casino out of the last 9. For some reason they broke apart my days off this week so that I had Saturday and Thursday off (which is today). But what's a little weirder is that the work-week starts on Fridays, and I have Friday off as well, so I actually have a 2-day weekend now......just the tail end of one week and the beginning of the next. Does that make sense?

So what does a guy do in Las Vegas with two days off? How about going on a 24 hour gambling bender at the craps table? Painting the town red with copious amounts of showgirl? Hittin' a microbrew for happy hour and then struttin' my stuff at a club or "gentleman's establishment"?

Nope. Nope. Nope.

I got off work at 5am, and here's my to-do list before I will allow myself to go home and go to sleep:
- car appointment for oil change and tire rotation
- haircut
- go to Wal*Mart and buy a mini-filing cabinet and a belt
- go to the mall for a new pair of jeans, shorts and possibly a new pair of shoes (doubtful on the shoes)
- do 2 loads of laundry and clean my damn computer desk and nightstand off!

Real exciting stuff, eh?

As far as work goes, my last two nights were spent on the dice table. I will just mention one thing about working dice on the Strip (as compared to the off-strip flea circuses)......if a table EVER has a 45 minute roll......PRESS YOUR F*****G BETS!!!!! I kid you not, there have been rolls of at least 45 minutes in each of the past two nights, and at the end of those monster rolls, I still had nothing but $5 and $6 place bets on my end. Tourists seem very happy to color-up after winning $300 when they could have actually won 5 grand if they knew what they were doing.

Not pressing during those rolls does two things that are a detriment to the dealers. First off, winners tip. If you win more, you'll tip more. So we WANT you to win! Secondly, after about 20 minutes, it becomes a freakin' pain in my royal ass to try to keep 8 tourists on my side from completely taking away all of the red and blue ($5 and $1) chips in the bankroll (when they should be working on taking all of my green)! So I'm working my ass off, yelling over the loud music and screaming players to drop me $18 every single time their $6 place bet on the six or eight hits so I can give them 1 green chip instead of 1 red chip and 2 blue chips. For the love of god, at the very least press your bets up to $25 and $30 on the place bets so we don't need to worry about those pesky blue chips getting in the way!

Oh, and one other thing happened last night that about made me go bonkers. Some dude in spot one on my side happened to hit a prop bet that paid him $1,250! I'll give you exactly ONE guess as to how much he dropped the dealers. I'm sure you know he didn't give us a dime! But here's the absolute worst kick in the groin that he could have done. Because he was too busy high-fiving his buddies and carrying on about winning the loot, he forgot to make a pass-line bet during the next come-out roll. The roll happened to be a seven, he got back to his spot right after the roll, and then proceeded to chew me out (by name and everything) for not getting his attention and reminding him to make a bet! HOLY S**T I was livid, as was the guy on stick when he heard this. The exact words out of my mouth were a very stern "You just won $1200 and now you're blaming me for losing out on another five bucks!? I'm not your babysitter dude, and trust me, I'm not losing any sleep tonight over your five bucks!". From that moment on, he became public enemy #1 for the rest of the night as he played. Any drunkin' profanity out of his mouth drew the wrath of myself and the supervisor. Any bet that was even close to hitting the felt as the dice moved was no-bet. After a while, he seemed to get somewhat of a clue and started making whopping $1 hard-eight bets for us, but by then it was way too late.

Well, at least I have two days to unwind at this point. Actually, it might be three days since I'm on-call for Saturday night. I'm assuming they'll call me since its a holiday weekend, but as 0f yet, I've never actually been called in on my on-call days.