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This guy came to my window with eleven hundred in black chips. Black chips are $100 each. And since he had more than 1000 I had to call the "pit" which is where the dealers/ pit bosses are. I've been told its for inventory--to call when we have 1000 or more black chips.
Me: Sir, what was the last game you were playing?
SC: Black Jack.
So I get on the phone and call the pit.
When I come back he is looking a bit irritated.
SC: That wasn't the only game I've played.
Me: That's okay we only need to know the last one.
SC: I don't think its ANY of your business anyway!
Me:
I had no idea what set him off. I tried to keep the shock off my face but he saw it.
SC: Didn't like that answer, did you!?
Me: Sorry sir, its for inventory purposes.
I got the money together and counted back to him.
SC: You did that too fast.
I can understand that because it comes with the job... I'm so used to money I don't even know how fast I count it back.
So he starts spreading the money unnecessarily slow across my counter. I can tell he's doing it to be an ass and to see if I counted wrong. I left the chips there so that he couldn't say that he had more. After five mins of watching him count slower than a turtle can walk, he finally grabbed his money.
Me: Have a nice night. (And I managed a smile too)
SC: Oh, THAT sounded sincere.
I actually didn't have any sarcasm in it. I could've. I could have told him to kiss my butt but I was nice to him. Go figure.
Heaven forbid he'd have more than 3000 and have to be logged! I wasn't insinuating that he stole the chips or anything but it is for inventory purposes.
Me: Sir, what was the last game you were playing?
SC: Black Jack.
So I get on the phone and call the pit.
When I come back he is looking a bit irritated.
SC: That wasn't the only game I've played.
Me: That's okay we only need to know the last one.
SC: I don't think its ANY of your business anyway!
Me:
I had no idea what set him off. I tried to keep the shock off my face but he saw it.
SC: Didn't like that answer, did you!?
Me: Sorry sir, its for inventory purposes.
I got the money together and counted back to him.
SC: You did that too fast.
I can understand that because it comes with the job... I'm so used to money I don't even know how fast I count it back.
So he starts spreading the money unnecessarily slow across my counter. I can tell he's doing it to be an ass and to see if I counted wrong. I left the chips there so that he couldn't say that he had more. After five mins of watching him count slower than a turtle can walk, he finally grabbed his money.
Me: Have a nice night. (And I managed a smile too)
SC: Oh, THAT sounded sincere.
I actually didn't have any sarcasm in it. I could've. I could have told him to kiss my butt but I was nice to him. Go figure. Heaven forbid he'd have more than 3000 and have to be logged! I wasn't insinuating that he stole the chips or anything but it is for inventory purposes.
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