I came I saw I fumbled

1st off I need to start off today's offerings with a link to Waffles blog.  My nipple appears to have won a competition of some sort and for that I am proud.

Now, while he has not actually posted my nipple (I have given my blessing) you can still read his post.  So, if you're looking for soft-core aging balding male nipple porn you are out of luck.

Now that the important matter of my nipple is out of the way - I'll continue.

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As anyone who read my last entry is aware - Today was a big day for me.

So it's just fitting that it started out pretty piss poor.  I had debated on a few things to start my day.  I contemplated calling of from my retail job so that I could sleep in and feel well rested.  Then head to class to get some last minute instruction in before heading over to the casino for my audition.

I also thought about telling work that I had a doctors appointment so that I could leave early and head to class.

However, I ended up just going to work and putting in my full shift.

Before the store even opened I had a manager come into the office and drop a deuce on me and add extra work to my load.  Something that he was informed about on Tuesday and had to be completed by Thursday at the latest was brought to my attention on Friday and of course this is important and needed to be completed by noon because he had promised someone else that it would be done by then.  Excellent, so all the work that I'm supposed to be doing now gets pushed off to begin the day and this is ultimately what ended up causing me to work my full scheduled shift.

Then to top it off I also had a visitor in the store and that pretty much forced me to abandon any idea of slacking off.  I wanted a nice relaxing day where I had no stress and didn't have to do any thinking or reasoning. I wanted to remain a blank slate just thinking about my audition - The Best Laid Plans of Mice and Cockroaches I guess.

Making a long story longer - I worked - I drove home to shit, shower and shave - then I drove to the casino.

I arrived fashionably early like I always do. Talked to one pit boss who sent me to see someone else.  The 2nd person I talked to called the guy that I was supposed to talk to and I stood around and made small talk.  I was informed that while they are looking for Craps dealers they always want you to know more and deal more and yada yada yoda!  I said I understood all of that and was willing to do whatever it took to get my foot in the door.

Eventually I get the Pit Boss who knew I'd be coming and he talked to me for a few, asking me what I was here for and the like.  I told him craps and he looked around at an empty table and I informed him that I'd be willing to come back later. He said "we might not have a game then" and I told him that I'm willing to keep coming back until they have one - I'm in no rush.

So, he calls up to security and explains that he has an Audition for Craps with no game going so he was going to "borrow" a stack of Red and Grey and once he was done he would replace them all.

He then took his jacked off, got his chips and we were on our way.

I asked him for any bets and he threw me a horn.  I booked it as I passed the dice (clumsily as hell by the way).  He threw them and we established a point, his bet was a loser.

I pull the dice up and ask if he'd like the hard ways and he throws up $5 for the hard-ways high on the 8.  I book it and then he adds "make em hoping" so I book that as well.  While moving the dice to him he throws out $6 and says "two way eleven" which I book as well without touching the chips.

Just as he grabs the dice two players walk up to the table.  He throws the dice and it lands on a hard six.

He announces that he's done and to give the money back because we have live players and comments "Man, and I hit that hard six too." So much for having to use my noggin - SAVED!!!

One of the new guys buys in for $40 or $60 or some small amount and the other guy doesn't.  He stands over by a base dealer and I inform him that he needs to have a pass line bet in order for me to pass the dice to him - so he puts 5 on the table.  The other guy comes over to stand right beside me and I ask him if he wants any action. He informs me that he's never played, just turned 22 and wants to watch because he's doesn't know how to play.  I tell him (as I'm passing the dice to his buddy and stumbling a little) "That's good because I've never dealt before and I'm here to learn as well" which prompted a chuckle.

His buddy tossed the dice, I grabbed them and asked if he wanted some hard-ways - he throws one which I book and then adds two more.  I book them as passing the dice and he tosses an unimportant number.

I bring the dice back and set up his Hard-Way bets and his friend asks me if they lost.  I explain that they stay up until they hit or the nasty number rolls.  Hit easy they come down and hit hard his buddy gets paid.  Over the next couple of rolls he kept asking some questions and I answered them while keeping a good pace on the stick and calling out the numbers.  Hit a winner on a roll and then hit a 7 during a come out (also a winner) and I called everything correctly thankfully.   After a few I was tapped out and stood off to the side waiting for whatever was next.

The Pit boss came back to me and was talking to one of the dealers who asked if he was going to put me on base and the Pit Boss said "no, no use." And then we started walking off.

This was where my dread set in.  I don't know if he didn't want me dealing base because I had done a pretty crappy job on stick or if it just wasn't worth it because there was only one player and it would be too easy.  Either way it ate at my brain only being able to do stick and not base.

He asked me if I could do 21 and I said yes, asked if I could pitch and I said yes so he pointed to a game and told me to tap out the dealer.

I came in and proceeded to fumble my way around a bit because they had a bet that was unfamiliar to me.  I had to have it explained to me and how it worked and what to do with the extra money, but after that I was good.  I finished out the shuffle, got to use the auto shuffler (another thing I had to be shown since I had only ever hand shuffled) and then deal half way through a new deck.

I made one counting error which was quickly caught and corrected. I got to do a few payouts, collect a tip for the crew and then I was tapped out.  I washed my hands and thanked everyone for humoring the new guy and went on my way.

Now I got to stand around and just watch the actual 21 dealer deal for a while because the Pit Boss was over paying attention to another game that was going on.  After probably 5 minutes or so he came back over and apologized but I told him everything was cool - I've got patience and his job comes before anything else.

He then took me to an empty table with the "interview" paperwork and told me that there were two ways to do this.

1 - He could ask me a bunch of questions that I answer and he writes everything down.  I told him that sounded like a pretty boring thing to do and probably the worse of the options.

2 - He could leave me with a pen and the questions and then just come back later after I filled out the paperwork.  I told him my writing hand was in good shape and asked for a pen.

So, I got to sit there and write my own answers to the questions while wondering what the hell just happened.  Did I do a shit job? Was it acceptable?  I have no info and I fully was expecting him to come back and tell me that I did a good job but I need some work - do a few more weeks of class and come back to try again.

However, what happened was the Casino Gaming Director came over and introduced himself while asking me a few questions.  I answered everything and felt things were good.  He asked me what I was looking to get out of this, what my plans were, what my availability is and all the standard stuff.  Then he said "lets go to HR and start your paperwork."

TLDR

I auditioned - I was good enough  - I'm now waiting for the background check to come back so that I can begin my new part time gig!

WOOT?

:)

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