I was dealing blackjack and nearly had a full table. It was great because the players at the table were all family and they were laughing, joking and having a great time.
This was their first time in Las Vegas and they had no idea how to play blackjack, but they were winning and having fun so it didn’t matter. After a couple hours this old
grumpy man sits down in the only spot available and starts playing $100 per
It was a $10
table and everyone there was playing $10. Not knowing any better the family continued playing haphazardly
14 when I had a 6
and so on). I don’t think I have ever seen an old guy get so red in the face. His bull dog cheeks jiggled with rage and he blew up screaming at the family, blaming them for
losing his first
He would belligerently tell each family member how to play, all the while putting them down in between rough "lessons." These people were scared that they would do
something wrong. Finally one of the players asked me, “What am I supposed to do on this
He had a 12 against my 2
I said, “Well
it, but it’s your money, you do what you want to with it.” The old asshole stood up, purple in the face and screamed at me, “How dare you tell him that! You want us all to lose!
You’re a horrible dealer!” I calmly said, “Sir, how much do you think the casino pays us?” He looked slightly taken back and then answered, “Uh, $5 an hour?” I put a sarcastic
smile on my face and said, “Very good! Now how do you think we pay for groceries, rent, and bills off of $5 an hour? Our tips pay for that, and if the players lose we don’t get
tipped. So there is no dealer in Las Vegas that wants their players to lose.” He was silent and he had this look on his face like he couldn’t believe I was talking to him like
this. He then gave me the evil eye, took his money and left. The whole table looked astonished and one of the players broke the silence by handing me a $5
and saying, “thank you”. After that old geezer left the family was laughing, having fun again and I got tipped much more.