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Last night, we had Freddy Mercury on the game (well, ok, it wasn't him, but it sure as hell looked like him). He's next to base, and keeps reaching out as far as he can to put a rainbow on cheques in the field. Big ass sloppy rainbows - white, green, red, green, white, white, white, red, green, white...in that order. Jerkoff. Ok, so then he asks the base dealer to start handing the field bets off to him. The base dealer obliges, and starts cleaning the guy's bets up and handing them off after every hit in the field. Then the guy starts throwing the shooter $10 every time a field number hits. I jokingly tell the guy, "I'm shooting next then", but the base dealer does even better than that. He turns to the guy and says, "sir, you need to start asking the shooter to hand your bets off to you." And that was that...the dealer didn't hand another bet off.

Busy game and we have a new shooter. Picks two dice and bashes the shit out of them 4 or 5 times and then throws them down the table. My hyper floorman comes unglued and tells me on stick, "Tell him not to bang the dice on the layout". So I look the crowd over and seeing all is well (no women playing or watching) and announce "Sir please treat the dice like you girlfriend, not your wife". 

It was the grand opening night of our new barge facility in Illinois. We were all very exciting to see the riverboats leave, both staff and guests. I don't think that anyone was as excited as the first guest to shoot at the craps game. He runs up, puts money on the pass, and bets the red. He shoots, and throws a point, not the natural 7 he was hoping for. The guest was a little dejected as he told the dealers/box/and floor that he wanted to throw the first 7 on the new barge. So, the dealer on the opposite base looks at the shooter and says, "Don't worry, sir....you will!" How's that for customer service? (Not to mention the best laugh for the dice pit for a long time!)

Just when you thought you seen it all.....

Are you guys ready for this? We are dealing a Saturday night jam packed game, point is 6 (5x odds) when out of the blue this player who has a $10 line bet calls "FIFTY DOLLAR ODDS" just as the dice land winner six! I book $50 odds and the player exclaims "God damn it! I didn't say fifty dollars you asshole I said fifteen dollar odds!"  He then turns to the bewildered player next to him and says "you got to watch these fucking dealers, they never listen........"

So here I was, a box-guy at another casino 'playing' craps. What else is new? Who is standing next to me? None other than a big cleavage and her man dressed in a tux. So what happens next? You all know the drill, she's the shooter, and the stickman (being as original as a rock) short sticks her so she has to bend way over to retrieve the bones. Only crappers would ever catch this classic maneuver. Of course, it was pretty blatant to me. I decided I'd tip the couple off to what was up... So the dice went around the table and come back to her man... What does he do?! He rips his tux shirt wide open exposing his Paul Stanley-like hairy chest and blurts out.... "Send 'dem dice down here me now boy!!" The crew and myself exploded with laughter while that poor smartasse's face turned BEET-RED!!! ...Classic

Well I must say the management around here is shoving this customer service shit down our throats every day now. Even the old-timer box people are talking with the players. It's good in a way I suppose, but it does have it's drawbacks. Last night during a slow period when we had only two or three players our boxperson is yapping it up with a married couple. The next seven-out my only player leaves and I hand in my working stacks and the box runs it all down and yells out "COLOR $347- THREE BLACK OUT", hands me three black and goes back to his conversation! ................uuuummmmm, nice to see the company is getting it's priorities straight I guess.