During my most recent Tunica trip, I had an unusual Dealer experience. Having never been to Harrah-bles (rhymes with terrible), and having been the previous month, flat betted at my (formerly) favorite Casino (rhymes with "old dyke"), I felt it was time to check out new opportunities.
Going in the main entrance, I noticed a "bulliten board" sign that showed a picture of a Harrah-bles Players Card and a picture of a Drivers License...in large letters below the picture, it was written something to the effect of:
-----"When you use our card, we reserve the right to see yours."
My what??? Probably out to cover underage gamblers, drinkers, or money launderers. Probably????? Yeah!...I just made $100k cash on an illegal arms deal, and I am going to wash it at the nickle slots!
The casino was small, even by Tunica standards. Lots of side-show games, LIR, 3-5-7, etc. Several 6D tables, and finally, one nearly full DD. As I sat down into the only open seat, I asked the Dealer if this was their only DD table. He pointed and said "There is a $25 DD over there".
I looked in the direction of the point...only saw a bunch of slots. Maybe their "High Roller" room was behind the slots. Maybe he was pointing to the Hollywood next door.
The table limits were $10-500., and rules of H17 and no RSA. At shuffle, it looked like pen. @ 65%...relief Dealer only cut to 60%. I was playing "shortstop"...the 3rd baseman was spreading from one green to two hands of "stacked black", in no apparent relation to anything. The other 3 players to my right were spreading #2-4 red, also using the same system as the THC ("Tunica High Roller"). I figured my $10-50. spread would stay under the radar. Wrong!
After only 2 shuffles, Dealer nodded to FP, FP came over, Dealer nods at me, and I swear he said "Counter". FP looks at me and smiles, I smile, the Dealer smiles....everyone is having a f#%king great time! However, nothing happened. I played along as before, but started tipping MORE than usual!
Maybe I am just (even more) paranoid after being "flatted" recently. Maybe FP had asked Dealer what he would like to do to the cocktail waitress, and after a long period of thought, he called the FP over and nodded at the waitress behind me, and said "MOUNT HER" Certainly, "mount her" sounds alot like "counter".
Play, play, play. Tip, tip, tip. An hour and a half later, Dealer gives me 7,7 vs. 8-up in a sky-high count. Since DAS was allowed, I split, even though the count was so high (+16) that I would probably get two 17's to loose to Dealer's 18.
Hand #1---10, of course.
Hand #2---a 5...thanks, now I have 12...a 2, thanks again, now have 14...I signalled for a hit. The Dealer just looked at me. Signalled again for a hit. Same response. Maybe he was now trying to help me. Had he already checked his hole card...don't know. I signalled "stand". THC to my left decides now is NOT the time to DD his 11 (when the cards were flipped, he of course, got a face). Dealer turns over a 6 to go with his 8-up, draws a face, and I and He win both hands.
A few hands later, I drew a 10 to a 2,3, hit, and got another 10-card. Thinking I was being funny, I tucked my 2,3, with a total of 20 showing. The Dealer frowned, leaned over to flip my (obvious) bust hand, and whispered "One of the easiest ways to get put under Survelience is to tuck bust hands".
I exited shortly thereafter, ahead $95 for 2 hours work, plus one pack of smokes, and 3 beers.
Why only 3 beers? Well, I was driving (grin).
phantom007.
Going in the main entrance, I noticed a "bulliten board" sign that showed a picture of a Harrah-bles Players Card and a picture of a Drivers License...in large letters below the picture, it was written something to the effect of:
-----"When you use our card, we reserve the right to see yours."
My what??? Probably out to cover underage gamblers, drinkers, or money launderers. Probably????? Yeah!...I just made $100k cash on an illegal arms deal, and I am going to wash it at the nickle slots!
The casino was small, even by Tunica standards. Lots of side-show games, LIR, 3-5-7, etc. Several 6D tables, and finally, one nearly full DD. As I sat down into the only open seat, I asked the Dealer if this was their only DD table. He pointed and said "There is a $25 DD over there".
I looked in the direction of the point...only saw a bunch of slots. Maybe their "High Roller" room was behind the slots. Maybe he was pointing to the Hollywood next door.
The table limits were $10-500., and rules of H17 and no RSA. At shuffle, it looked like pen. @ 65%...relief Dealer only cut to 60%. I was playing "shortstop"...the 3rd baseman was spreading from one green to two hands of "stacked black", in no apparent relation to anything. The other 3 players to my right were spreading #2-4 red, also using the same system as the THC ("Tunica High Roller"). I figured my $10-50. spread would stay under the radar. Wrong!
After only 2 shuffles, Dealer nodded to FP, FP came over, Dealer nods at me, and I swear he said "Counter". FP looks at me and smiles, I smile, the Dealer smiles....everyone is having a f#%king great time! However, nothing happened. I played along as before, but started tipping MORE than usual!
Maybe I am just (even more) paranoid after being "flatted" recently. Maybe FP had asked Dealer what he would like to do to the cocktail waitress, and after a long period of thought, he called the FP over and nodded at the waitress behind me, and said "MOUNT HER" Certainly, "mount her" sounds alot like "counter".
Play, play, play. Tip, tip, tip. An hour and a half later, Dealer gives me 7,7 vs. 8-up in a sky-high count. Since DAS was allowed, I split, even though the count was so high (+16) that I would probably get two 17's to loose to Dealer's 18.
Hand #1---10, of course.
Hand #2---a 5...thanks, now I have 12...a 2, thanks again, now have 14...I signalled for a hit. The Dealer just looked at me. Signalled again for a hit. Same response. Maybe he was now trying to help me. Had he already checked his hole card...don't know. I signalled "stand". THC to my left decides now is NOT the time to DD his 11 (when the cards were flipped, he of course, got a face). Dealer turns over a 6 to go with his 8-up, draws a face, and I and He win both hands.
A few hands later, I drew a 10 to a 2,3, hit, and got another 10-card. Thinking I was being funny, I tucked my 2,3, with a total of 20 showing. The Dealer frowned, leaned over to flip my (obvious) bust hand, and whispered "One of the easiest ways to get put under Survelience is to tuck bust hands".
I exited shortly thereafter, ahead $95 for 2 hours work, plus one pack of smokes, and 3 beers.
Why only 3 beers? Well, I was driving (grin).
phantom007.