Shuffle Up and Learn To Deal

So tomorrow evening I start the WSOP dealers school.  I am a little nervous, but I think my week of blackjack instruction has made me much more comfortable handling cards and chips.  Unfortunately, I have to now switch gears in my head and start thinking poker and not blackjack!  I'll get it sorted soon enough, though.  I have no real idea how many dealers are actually going to be dealing the WSOP.  In 2009 they actually had a shortage of dealers for a portion of the events, so hopefully this translates into more work for me.

Going to be interesting trying to balance two schools at once, especially once Melissa starts working, but at least the blackjack/craps school is ultra-flexible about what days I come in.  It's basically a "show up when you want" sort of deal.  The place was a zoo for most of the week last week.  It appears a bunch of casinos have gone on a hiring spree for "party pit" girls.  Party Pit girls are basically model level ladies who get stationed in high traffic areas with the idea to attract horny dudes (or ladies, if that's their tilt) over to play their blackjack tables that pay 1 to 1 on blackjacks, making it an astonishingly BAD deal for the players.  Ostensibly the concept is that the player won't care cuz there's boobs in his face.  For this, the ladies apparently make quite the coin.  I heard something on the order of $350 a day guaranteed minimum.  Anyway, the school is crawling with these ladies, all taking a cram course in blackjack dealing.  That, along with the craps teaching (which is loud) and the poker instruction (which is also loud and sometimes abrasive... the instructor is kind of a Sergeant), and you've got yourself a pretty authentic off strip casino experience, minus the blue haze.  The only irritating thing is fighting to get a chance to deal some.  Friday was a welcome relief.  The blackjack instructor there on Thursdays and Fridays is right up my ally and I've learned a ton from him.  He was there on Friday and the room was MUCH less crowded on account of no craps or poker classes and half at least of the party pit girls taking the day off.

Tomorrow I'll go in in the morning for some more blackjack goodness, then I FINALLY get to see my son.  It'll be good to get the family back together.  Now all that remains is to get my stuff!

When we contracted PODS to store and ship our stuff, part of the conversation was how long it was going to take to deliver all of our stuff to Las Vegas.  Somehow we got the quote of "two or three days".  Yeah, not so much.  Two or three days is what it would take to get the stuff from the Las Vegas storage facility to our front door.  What they neglected to mention was the 7 days it would take to truck the stuff from Illinois to Nevada, so instead of 2 or 3 days, it's gonna be 10 days.  Our stuff arrives on the 12th.  Weee.  So we've been on cheap-ass air mattresses for the last few days.  My neck is killing me from the equally cheap-ass pillows we bought.  Just gotta get through this next week.

I did manage to climb my first rock though!  I'm going to have a lot of fun exploring this new land!