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Tonight was yes, a full moon and it showed!
SC: Run my card.
Me: Um, have you ran it through the ATM?
SC: The casino you are affiliated with just runs it at the cage and so will you.
Me: I can check with the supervisor...
Okay. I KNOW we can run their cards BUT it is highly frowned upon, a pain in the ass and the last resort when their card does not go through the ATM. This guy was just too lazy to step two feet to his left and run his own card.
I got the SV she put in her codes and it cost him sixty two dollars for twelve hundred dollars. We can't run pins back there.
SC: See, you learned something new.
ME: GRRR.
I have been there almost three years, not something new, jerk! The way he said it made me feel like it was my first day.
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SC pulled a pit boss from the pit to help him with the ATM.
SC: My card won't work. (He cut off like three ppl in line and I was the only one open)
Me: Have you tried a different ATM?
SC: Yes. Can't you just run it back there by punching in the numbers? I used to work retail that's how we did it.
Buddy, if you used to work retail you'd understand that you are a SC. He kept cutting in line and made it sound like it was my fault we couldn't take his card. And the poor pit boss just kind of wandered away. He didn't want us to run his card because it would be expensive and decided on a check. I prayed I'd be gone before he got back...
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SC: How come you guys don't keep your tip jars out? It makes people not want to tip you.
Me: I'm sorry its just not allowed...
SC: Next time.
I think it was a mumble and a promise to a tip or something. I don't expect tips, its all about giving the service.
He came back five mins later and I had this face on:
because:
Man: I'm sorry that was really rude of me.
me: ... No-no, sir...You were all right...
Man: No, that was really rude. I am really sorry.
And then he tipped me five dollars. He turned out to be pretty cool.
~~~
I had some guy annoyed that I had to ask him address for something we were doing and I got this:
SC:*mumble, fast talk, mumble*
Me:
SC: *mumble faster, fast talk, mumble* 4.
Me: 4? Like the number 4?
SC; What other kinds of 4's are there?
Me: The word...
I didn't know if it was a street, a number or what the hell he was talking about. He was a jerk though and thought it was real funny to talk as fast as he could, like I should have already known his address!
SC: Run my card.
Me: Um, have you ran it through the ATM?
SC: The casino you are affiliated with just runs it at the cage and so will you.
Me: I can check with the supervisor...
Okay. I KNOW we can run their cards BUT it is highly frowned upon, a pain in the ass and the last resort when their card does not go through the ATM. This guy was just too lazy to step two feet to his left and run his own card.
I got the SV she put in her codes and it cost him sixty two dollars for twelve hundred dollars. We can't run pins back there.
SC: See, you learned something new.
ME: GRRR.
I have been there almost three years, not something new, jerk! The way he said it made me feel like it was my first day.
~~~
SC pulled a pit boss from the pit to help him with the ATM.
SC: My card won't work. (He cut off like three ppl in line and I was the only one open)
Me: Have you tried a different ATM?
SC: Yes. Can't you just run it back there by punching in the numbers? I used to work retail that's how we did it.
Buddy, if you used to work retail you'd understand that you are a SC. He kept cutting in line and made it sound like it was my fault we couldn't take his card. And the poor pit boss just kind of wandered away. He didn't want us to run his card because it would be expensive and decided on a check. I prayed I'd be gone before he got back...
~~~
SC: How come you guys don't keep your tip jars out? It makes people not want to tip you.
Me: I'm sorry its just not allowed...
SC: Next time.
I think it was a mumble and a promise to a tip or something. I don't expect tips, its all about giving the service.
He came back five mins later and I had this face on:
because:Man: I'm sorry that was really rude of me.
me: ... No-no, sir...You were all right...
Man: No, that was really rude. I am really sorry.
And then he tipped me five dollars. He turned out to be pretty cool.
~~~
I had some guy annoyed that I had to ask him address for something we were doing and I got this:
SC:*mumble, fast talk, mumble*
Me:
SC: *mumble faster, fast talk, mumble* 4.
Me: 4? Like the number 4?
SC; What other kinds of 4's are there?
Me: The word...
I didn't know if it was a street, a number or what the hell he was talking about. He was a jerk though and thought it was real funny to talk as fast as he could, like I should have already known his address!
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