Tuesday, April 25, 2006

They Come and They Go

Apparently Mr. Sunshine has been "permanently" barred from our room. Nothing is ever permanent in the poker world, but at least for now, we shall not be blessed with his presence.
It is comical to me how different people view abuse and what constitutes it. The old school floormen and even some old school dealers think that today's crop of dealers are spoiled and thin skinned. I can take a whole load of crap from just about anyone but WHY SHOULD I? Why should anyone, in a work environment, be subjected to a blast of crap from the same person for days....weeks...months on end.
For the record, the final straw was him throwing cards at a dealer, again. I was NOT that dealer.
Personally, I say good riddance.
And to the staff of the card room where he lands...my condolences.

Ironically, we were the beneficiary **insert heavy sarcasm here***of the Bellagio (allegedly) barring a player. He landed in our NL game on Tuesday. The first time I dealt to him I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. The second time through, he had a sweater. The sweater was a poker dealer at a nearby card room. She was chastising him for not toking. The language drifted from English to Chinese and back again, so I can't begin to imaging the whole scope of the conversation. Basically she was giving him shit for being a stiff. His response was to lecture the table on the toking habits of "professional" players. This is how they do it, he claimed. Each time he would muck his cards he would mumble, to the sweater in particular and to me indirectly, something about the crappy cards and was he supposed to toke for that?
Get a grip dude. Do what your conscience tells you to do. Just ShutTFU about it already.
The funny part is that the rest of the table was OVER toking out of spite or in order to rub it in his face/keep him on tilt.
If anyone at the Bellagio wants him back, just come and get him.

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