Finally!I know I haven't talked about it much, but I've been looking forward to tonight ever since the middle of the football season when Fox teased us with that first glimpse of the upcoming season of 24.
Jack's back, baby! Terrorists of the world will think twice before unleashing their mayhem now that Jack has returned from his extended vacation in Chinatown. Just give him a few minutes to get a shave and a haircut and the world will be safe once again.
I'm giddy with anticipation! The DVR is set to record all episodes, since I'm always working when our favorite CTU agent is out doing his thing, but the first thing I do when I get home is fire it up and watch every episode with the blessed ability to fast-forward through all of the American Idol promos. Is this a great country or what?
Speaking of work, it's been a very long week already, and I've only had to put up with it for three days so far. Of course, it's dragging because I'm looking forward to next week when I get to avoid the place for an extra day and live like a tourist on The Strip, but it's still very slow during the week, and it's all I can do to remain upright for the entire eight-hour shift.
Thursday night was interesting though. We were well on our way to an $80 night with a casino that was quiet as a tomb and about eight dead games at any given time. It was so bad that about 25 dealers had signed up for the early out, knowing that we weren't going to make any money that night. Then, around 1:00 am, after most of the dead tables had been closed down and everyone who wanted to go was sent home, my buddy Todd was dealing on that new Ultimate Texas Holdem table and managed to deal a Royal Flush to one of our biggest Georges.
Oh hell yeah.
The player had the max bet up on the bonus, and it pays 500 to 1 for a Royal. That works out to a $25,000 payoff. It took about a half-hour to pay him, because we don't normally keep any of the purple $500 checks on that game, so after the surveillance tape was reviewed and the cards were ran down, we had to get Security to bring an extra fill from the cage.
They had just finished paying him off about 15 minutes before I got to the table, and even after he'd tipped us a thousand bucks, he kept me up for $75 a hand once I got there. I managed to drop another $500 or so in the box before beating him three hands in a row and causing him to head over to the dice table.
Luckily it was that particular player that won the hand--he's a very generous tipper--and he made our night, getting us up over the $100 hump that otherwise we would've never seen. We've got some legendary stiffs as regular players, especially those that spend their time playing the carnival games and Pai Gow, so nobody was happier than I was to hear that he'd won big, because he always takes care of us well when he's winning.
Of course, Todd is a dual-rate dealer, meaning sometimes he deals and sometimes he works as a floor supervisor. Ever since that night, however, he's been wearing a suit. Heh. And we give him a lot of shit telling him that his dealing days are over after paying out that hand.
Luckily Friday and Saturday night were much busier, and the money has improved a bit. Last week, however, was the lowest toke total I'd made since becoming a full-time dealer a year ago. Ugh. At least I got to deal dice the last couple of nights, and that makes the last couple of hours of the shift just fly by.
I don't know what games I'll be dealing tonight, but I'm fairly certain it won't be a $5 blackjack game. And while it's not nearly as cool as working for CTU, it'll probably still be an interesting evening.
Mikey
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