Hey Gang! I hope everyone had an enjoyable weekend--mine is just beginning. I scooted out of work a couple of hours early, rewarding myself for not doing so these past few weeks. On the way home I stopped and picked up a sixer of Michelob Light, a jar of salsa, and a bag of Tostitos Hint of Lime tortilla chips, ready to celebrate the fact that I have 67 hours of freedom ahead of me. Woot!
I'm not ready for bed just yet, and I didn't feel like going out with the local buffoons, so I'm sitting here at my keyboard, sipping an ice-cold brew and enjoying the fact that I don't have to wear shoes at the moment. Or pants, now that I think about it...
Monday was eventful--I spent a good portion of my day doing paperwork and interviewing for a poker dealing job. It sounds promising, and when they sent me down to the poker room to talk to the manager and have an audition, it turned out that he was off on Mondays. Gotta go back on Wednesday and try again. I *hope* scheduling isn't an issue, because I'm fairly sure I can pass the audition (haven't messed one up yet!).
But while standing there in the HR office today, I was absolutely amazed at the typical moron out looking for a job. There must've been about 25 people that came in while I was there, and only one of them wore a shirt with buttons on it. Most of them had on jeans and t-shirts, backwards baseball caps, or sweat suits. I couldn't believe that people would actually go and apply for a job looking like that and expect that anyone there would give them the time of day. Of course, some of the jobs available were for housekeeping or buspersons, but damn, have a little self-respect and maybe you wouldn't still be looking for a busperson job at 35 years of age!
While I was standing in line waiting to talk to the screener, some jackass walked in with his iPod cranked up so loud that everyone in the room could hear that he was listening to Asia's Greatest Hits. Seriously. I was about ten feet away and could totally make out every bit of 80's cheeze on display. But because he refused to turn it down, even with everyone giving him dirty looks, it told me all I needed to know about how he interacts with others, and if I were in charge, he wouldn't have gotten in the door. Besides--Asia? Are you effin' kiddin' me? Jesus, not only did he show himself to be a self-absorbed moron, he doesn't have any street cred, either.
I also noticed how many people couldn't follow simple directions and had to be tossed back to the desks to finish all of their paperwork. And I was amazed at the people that came in with all of their paperwork rolled up like a newspaper or folded up and carried in their back pockets. At least bring a clipboard, notebook, or file folder... I don't know, maybe I'm old fashioned, but I could never work in Human Resources--my tolerance for stupid people is almost non-existent, and if I were one of the applicant screeners in a casino, I'd get fired for telling people to pull their pants up, turn the hat around, and don't come back until they can speak English and dress properly.
By the time I got in the office, the gal behind the desk treated me like a breath of fresh air and we had a very productive meeting, telling me that they were *very* interested in taking the next step with my application. Cool. Hopefully soon I'll be dealing some poker and pocketing my own tokes. But I have to go back on Wednesday and try to impress the poker room manager.
Speaking of tokes, ours have been going up a bit lately. I think the People In Charge have finally been listening to all the bitching the dealers have been doing and things are improving--slowly, but still improving. Now we no longer open the Rapid Roulette game on weeknights, and on Sundays we only have one dealer running it instead of two. That helps a bunch. They've also stopped having so many dead tables open after 1am--now as soon as a game goes dead after midnight, they slam the lid up and send home and extra-board dealer. All of that means fewer dealer-hours to divvy-up the money amongst. And our tips are up almost $50 per night these past couple of weekends, versus what we were making in January. Oh, things still aren't all rosy, but at least it's getting a little better. Ultimately I'd prefer to be dealing poker full-time somewhere else, and go back to being on extra-board at my current casino.
In the meantime, I'm going to get up somewhat early tomorrow and head back down to school to practice my poker dealing skillz for a couple of hours. Of course, it's my weekend, so the weather forecast is calling for cloudy, windy, and cold, so sitting out on the patio, having an adult beverage, and smoking a fine cigar are probably not on the agenda for tomorrow night.
Maybe I'll come up with a good story or two to share with y'all, instead.
Mikey
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