Ok, while the rest of the world is already knee-deep in happy hour, or slipping on the red leather pants, hoping to get lucky, I'm on my way back to the casino, workin' for the weekend. Of course they're gonna turn me loose on that damn Mini Pai Gow game again, coupled with it's retarded cousin, Let It Ride. So there's not much chance of me being able to spend a few hours on the higher-limit tables, dropping lots of money dealing to big tippers or a couple of hot girls in love. Nope, that would be almost paradise, and clearly, I don't have enough seniority at the present time.
But I'll be busy as hell, and that has the happy side effect of making the time fly by. Last night I was depressed when I went on break with a case of the yawns and saw that it was only 1:20 am, but then I realized I was almost finished with my shift. When I came back, I crushed all of the mathematically inept at the Let It Ride table in less than half an hour, which immediately brought the lid up and sent me to a Pai Gow table where everyone was betting $50 or more per hand and putting me up on the bonus each time. Talk about lovin' every minute of it. As a bonus, the floorman in charge of the roadmap came by and asked me if I'd like to take a half-hour of Early Out and leave at 2:20.
Oh hell yeah. My response was something like "Every time, dude. You don't even have to ask!" I'm not one of the dealers who's notorious for begging for the half hour every night, but I'll certainly take it when it's offered. And having the 7:00 pm shift makes it much easier to get. By 2:20 am they usually have a lot more dealers than open tables, so the lucky ones scheduled to get out at 3:00 usually get to pull the ripcord.
But Friday night in the casino is usually a fun night to work--that's when most of the good stories happen, along with some epic people-watching opportunities. Even so, I'll be happy when it's over.
Mikey
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