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the scene is a $500 MTT at Turning Stone. Of all of the casinos I've been to, TS has the best dealers. Except for this one...
The blinds are 50/75. UTG and MP1 limp, I raise to 400 (4 black chips) with JJ. the CO makes it 1300 (three black chips and two yellow chips), all fold to me. I start to think, and as I'm thinking the dealer pulls 300 in from me (leaving one black chip in front of me) and 300 from the CO (leaving two yellow 500 chips in front of him). I notice the odd black chip sitting in front of me. I ask "what is this?" The dealer says "it's 900 to you." I say, "so I can put this in my stack?" She says, "only if you fold." I am and probably look confused. Then people from all over the table start yapping up and the dealer returns the chips to their original positions and says "900 more." I continue to think and as I'm thinking, she starts explaining to me that she was pulling in the original bets and leaving the raise out there for me. I explain to her that I'm not stupid and I know what she was doing, but just having one chip in front of me after raising 4 was momentarily confusing. A few hands go by and I shove an 1100 stack over two limpers and count and cut out all of my chips on the table. all fold to the 2nd limper who starts to think. while he's thinking, the dealer starts explaining to me, "see, now i'm going to take your 75 in, take his 75 in, and leave the raise out there for him to call." I explain to the dealer again that I'm not stupid and I know what she was doing. Then I asked her why she was being so rude to me. Then she got a look on her face like my puppy when I catch her in the garbage or my roommate when I find out that he stole $10 from me. "I wasn't being rude to you" she says. "I was just doing my job. I was pulling in the original bets and leaving the raise out there." "No," I respond. "You're being very rude to me. I told you I know what's going on. You don't need to narrate every one of your actions to me. (After all, she didn't say anything during her bizarre action in my JJ hand.) Then she looks to the old fart to my right and says, "Sirus, can you please explain to this young gentleman that I am not being sarcastic right now and how sarcastic I can actually be?" I remind her that she's STILL DOING IT and that she's actually starting to insult my intelligence now. I say, "just stop being mean to me." She says, "oh don't worry, I'm not mean now, but I'm about to be mean in a second." The reason for this post is because all of these conversations brought the game to a crawl. Other players at the table were getting very frustrated with me and the dealer. So what should I do? Talk to the floor? Should I have even said anything? Of all of the people in the world, shouldn't casino dealers be the one person who is always nice to you? |
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