i did indeed get promoted. i am now a dual-rate floor supervisor. i have training class on tuesday and wednesday. sucks cuz now i can’t go to the sabres game wednesday. blah. as of now it seems i get to keep my days off, which are good. if they change them, i have to beg to keep my thursdays, since that’s when ctrc board meetings are, and…it’s gonna be kinda important for me to go to them soon. i gotta see if i can change my vacation too. maybe hopefully get the nevada test site tour week.

now i get to go shopping tomorrow for business attire, and new shoes. woo.

 

i went to the outlet mall today to find work clothes. i bought a plain black blazer from dress barn for 27$. i bought 2 really wonderful blazer/coats from olsen europe. they’re longer, and they rock. and they would have been 231$ but i got them for 82$…total. not each. a nice 155$ discount lol. then to rebel against the stuffier clothes i have to wear now, i bought a pair of satin buckle pants from the guess outlet, original price 92$, got them for 43$. bought a pair of shoes for if i wear skirts…i hate shoes. i hate looking at them, i hate shopping for them, and i hate wearing them. they’re going to be so uncomfy. blah. hate shoes. we’re not allowed to wear sandles or clogs, or i’d get something sandle-y. bought a few books too…dark tower book 4, and a book on las vegas. i just need to buy some shirts now, and a few pairs of pants…most likely black, you know haha. gonna do more shopping tomorrow. olsen had these killer vibrant red velvet pants that i wanted so bad, and were 70% off the discount price (like the jackets), but i came back down to reality, and remembered…i’d probably never be able to wear bright red velvet pants. blah. they had a jacket to go with it to, but i don’t think the casino would like me wearing a bright red velvet suit to work.

whatever.

work was boring. i missed the new years fun being stuck in the high limit room. the party seemed killer, way cool effects and decorations and stuff. adr and kristen stopped by and i got to talk to them on my break. only had one game on our table all night, managed to get out a half hour early. got a glow necklace too. and after so many times of the “i’m hungry” “me too i want breakfast” “ok good night” conversation between rocco and i, we finally went and got breakfast after work. i guess it took me actually saying the “so you wanna get breakfast?” line for it to happen. talked about work of course.

and the biggest news is. i think i got promoted. i say “think” cuz i’m really not sure. hah. i knew for a few weeks that i had been nominated for it, and been nominated by quite a few people. the shift manager stopped me today and asked “Are you interested in the dual-rate floor supervisor position?” i said yes, and he said ok. and that was it. LOL but apparently thats what he said to others who got promoted tonight, so i take it to be a good sign.

and the other good news is the sabres scored 7 goals tonight ROFL.

i forgot one of my new years resolutions in my last post: i will not be stupid with boys.

according to the hotjobs salary calculator “The median expected salary for a typical Gambling Dealer/Attendant in Niagara Falls, NY 14304, is $15,781” and lets just say i made way more than that. that’s like 7.50 an hour. i’m not sure how that can possibly be calculated right. it claims the national average as only 16,149, and the vegas average as 17,021. that’s completely insane.

bacarrat class is frustrating because most of the people in it will never see the game even if they pass the audition, and don’t take it seriously. this is the one game in the casino that is to be taken at the highest possible seriousness. it’s a very high class, very formal game, and everyone just jokes around and fucks off. well i’m sorry that i want to learn the game and be GOOD at it. as we just were told at the end of class today, the VP of table games reviews the survalience tape from EVERY SINGLE bacc game, and the whole reason they’re having this new class is because he’s not happy with the current dealers. so i’m sorry if i want to be there to actually learn the game, and be the best at the game.

it’s frustrating because i have problems figuring out the commissions. it’s not bad on minibac because you calculate commission before you pay the bets. in full bacc you do commission after you pay the bets – which means the players can take their bets and winnings, and you have to remember what was bet and calculate commission from memory. since i’m slow at commission it’s stressfull, and i have everyone talking to me and telling me 98239 different numbers for what they owe. if you just give me a minute i can figure it out on my own and everything would be fine.

it’s like. just do the game right. pretend it’s real. follow real procedures, because what…you’re going to get put on the game and lounge back in your chair, and throw cards, and run the base dealers over? fuck that.

it’s really annoying. it’s been like that in every seneca class. apparently the story is that this is going to be the last free class offered. everyone’s complaining that we’ll have to pay to take classes next year, but i think that’s a good idea. cuz it’ll get rid of those who are just there for the hell of it. hopefully, having to pay, means you’ll get the people who actually WANT to learn the game, and WANT to be the best at it before they go on the floor.

it’s funny cuz anthony is in the class, and he’s already dealt the game. the bosses told him he didn’t have it, so he has to come to class. he’s been teaching half the class. we were sitting as “players” while grave shift dealers fucked around in the 3 dealer seats. he just looked at me, and said i was lucky. i asked why, and he didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. i’m lucky to be on swing shift where the dealers who already know the game, and want to be good at it, and take it seriously are.

this was my night. got to work at 7, on roulette. no problem. it’s deader than dead in the casino. ok, no problem. i considered signing the list to go home early, but i didn’t. i’d stick it out, and put in my 8 hours, and be fine. after spending 5 hours on a dead game, i asked jason to put me on the list. he says i’m #40 to go home. plus i was a 7pm start, so i get to go home before 8pm starts even tho i’m further down the list. more standing at a dead game. i get some players around midnight. the other tables around me, with 8pm dealers, close…but i’m still not getting sent home early. i see 8pm dealers going home, but i’m still on my game. jason leaves and goes home. by this point i’m really fucking frustrated. brendan had been upstairs, and had already gotten out, but i was still on my game. 2am rolls around, and i’m still on my game, and only 2 roulette tables are still open. all the 7pm dealers are gone, plus half the 8pm roulette dealers. but i’m still on my game. the replacement pit boss asks me who my relief was, and i said it was JC but that i was a 7pm start AND on the list to get out. he freaks, because i’m a 7pm start and still on my game, and the 8pm roulette dealers had already left too. ok by this point i’m on the verge of tears on my game. seriously. i’m trying really hard not to cry at this point, cuz i was just so fucking frustrated. he gets someone to get me off my game. my players wanted me to spin again, and i was just like no. and left.

i think i’m missing something. being stupid on ebay, i search for altoids. and i find multiple auctions for Ginger Altoids, that are going for way too much money. one auction is for a set of 6 tins of ginger altoids, selling for 24$. another is a floor display with 60 tins of ginger altoids, for 139$. what??!?!! do i need to invest in some altoids to sell on ebay? is that the new money making scheme on the site? wtf.

 

my day keeps getting better and better. i’m not getting the guess coat cuz it’s out of stock, and they can’t accept back orders. great. thanks. i guess that’s 22$ i have back now. my credit card bill was 900$

the one highlight of my day…or well 2. the first one. i had called the number russell gave me to talk to the person who would know all the technical aspects of the website. so i call, and leave a message. someone calls back. turns out i called someone’s house, i dialed wrong. it was some lady. we figured out i called the wrong number, ok, sorry, end of conversation. a minute later she calls back. she asks me if on my message i said that i worked for some terminal restoration board. she wanted to know what terminal was being restored. so i told her i was with the CTRC and they’re working on restoring central terminal on the east side. she asked me if they/we take volunteers to do work on it. i was like oh yeah definitely all the time. she said she couldn’t do it now, cuz she was working full time, but that she’ll be retired next year. she was worried the restoration would be done by then HA! i told them the major problem is money, and that there was going to be the fundraiser, and that she should come by cuz she could talk to people on the board and what not. she said she was going to keep my number to call me if she had any other questions. how rad is that? lol. all russell and the CTRC is me and leighanne to do PR. the more people we talk to about this, the more people are way excited about it. i’m going to try to get the name of the googoo dolls lawyer from doug at work. i figure he’s the only contact i can find to get in touch with the band. they expressed interest in the terminal at one point, and it would be really great if they got on board with stuff now. it can’t hurt. i don’t know of any other way of contacting them, that wouldn’t go to some PO box that collects fan mail. i figure the lawyer is probably a decent bet. at least i can write to him, and maybe he can pass it along.

the 2nd highlight is i got the 2nd round of chucky p street team stuff. stickers, postcards, and pins like the lullabye street team stuff. they need to give out more pins, cuz once i’m done giving them to my friends i have none left. lol. i figure it was good timing with the postcards tho, cuz i can hand them out to people at the concert tomorrow. i never know what to do with the stickers. it’s the same kind of contest, most creative advertising location wins a box of goodies from chucky p. i have no imagination so…i’m kinda screwed as far as that goes. whatever.

but on the “my day is shitty” scale…turns out the people upstairs are not the ones who moved out. the people in apt 4, the other half of the upstairs, are the ones who left. the windows are open so you can see into the emptiness, and our landlord was up there yesterday cleaning or something. so we have another 10 months of living with the stompers upstairs.

i think i need to sink myself into something other than sitting here doing nothing all night. going to the parents made me forget about the shit for a while, but now i’m here by myself with the temptations of alcohol around, and i don’t want to wallow in my own self-pity all night. maybe i’ll work on the sites i’m supposed to be working on haha.

i’ve been ebay-ing all day, mainly looking for things i can sell, but bidding on more than i’ve found to sell (which is nothing)…

 

well i just lost my entire funny entry i was writing, cuz i pressed the back button on the wrong window. fuck. well. as i was saying, i’m doing research on the whole vegas thing, hotels to stay at, things to see, etc. cheapovegas.com is hilarious. here are some of the highlights i already typed out once…

Main Street Station – downtown – Berlin Wall: The men’s room has a chunk of the Berlin Wall on display, and you can urinate on it. It’s fun, trust us.

New York New York – strip – Coyote Ugly: Nothing attracts crowds like a bar based on a bad movie, and boy oh boy what a bad movie Coyote Ugly was

Circus Circus – strip – Scary Clown Show: A clown show that will unintentionally scare those of us afraid of clowns is performed every afternoon in the Grand Slam Adventuredome. Just walk in the opposite direction of the line of kids fleeing with tears in their eyes and you’ll find it.

Western – downtown – Crazy People: Sit down at a blackjack table or slot machine and strike up a conversation with the person next to you. Chances are about one in three that you will come away with a few gems from the conversation. After all, these people are crazy.

Fiesta Henderson – off strip – Lava Lounge: Free acts fill the lava lounge on weekend evenings with the sad sounds of once-hopeful musicians who have sunk to the level of Off-strip cover band.

Key Largo – off strip – The Awful Mural in the Lounge: It’s good for a few minutes of wonderment while you drink your happy hour booze. Otherwise, there is no entertainment unless we happen to be out front putting on a puppet show for some change so we can get that nacho platter.

“There are jugglers, dancers and a wide range of other “talented” people that would be unemployed in any town other than Las Vegas.”

and my list of things we must do in vegas
1. drink martinis in a swanky old vegas lounge
2. molest bono in the venetian
3. watch scary talking statue show at caesars
4. have a drink in every casino on the strip
5. one night down town on fremont street
5a. walk around fremont reenacting u2’s “i still haven’t found what i’m looking for” video
6. possibly walk around in macphisto gold lame suits
7. the female impersonators show at the riviera
8. play a slot, or table game in every casino on the strip (possibly getting free drinks that way)
9. leighanne wants a set of dice from every casino we get a drink in.
10. go back to paris to get one of the fabulous frozen coconut vodka drink things i had last time, and remember not to lose the list of ingredients this time.

to be added to…

definitely still want to stay at the sahara. but there are a few other possibilities. definitely not staying in any hotel built past 1980  it’s all about the kitch factor here. and the cheap factor.

i got screwed tonight, and not in a good way. started off in pit hell, on let it ride, so i signed the list to get out early. that lasted 20 minutes, before they pulled me off to go in high limit. so i took my name off the list. la la la 4am comes around, and i’m still on my last game i was relieving, and there’s no one from grave shift to relieve me…greaaaaaat. in the meantime i’m dealing to one of the more notorious players in the casino, which was super. 5am rolls around and i’m finally home. a nice 9 hour shift, great. there is one good thing tho. i’m getting a nice gift from the player tomorrow though. a really nice gift.

and i almost met cyndi lauper.

now i’m exhausted, and stuff. i got shit to do tomorrow, like call russell about this website nonsence and blah blah blah.

 

i just can’t read “crash”. read the 3rd chapter last night. i almost threw it across the room, but it was 5:30 am. it’s just so…stupidly fucked up. every paragraph has some kind of sexual reference in it. and for no reason. i don’t see the point of it all, much like i didn’t see the need for all the excessive detailed sex in “choke” either. i can’t possibly imagine what the plot of “crash” is, and it’s not interesting enough to make me want to find out. if i have to read the words “pubis” or “mucosa” one more time i’m going to break something.

onto the next book…one more week til Diary, so maybe i’ll just wait. er wait, it’s this week i think…today even haha. definitely waiting. aunt darleen pre-ordered it for my bday so i should get it some time this week.

 

i decided i might want to get some other lenses for my camera… first off, i have no idea how to figure out if a lens can be used with my camera. secondly, they are way too friggen expensive. so i guess i’ll have to deal with what i have. i’ll have to look into what kind of things my dad has that i could use, since he has tons of cameras and what not. maybe i’ll even tackle trying to learn to use the large format camera. but that requires tripod-ing it and, ug..tripods. haha maybe i should have looked at this site about my camera before i looked for lenses hahah. that’d have been smart.

yaaaaaaay i was on roulette all night – but there was a time when i was gonna get switched to pit 3 again…something changed and i didn’t have to go, thank god. twas a good night. and i found out i did indeed get my friday shift changed to 6-2, so i’ll prolly be out by 1, and that gives me enough time to sleep before the terminal.

i encountered a person today named dominoe. who the hell names their daughter dominoe? seriously. what…were they playing a sex game using dominoes or something when she was concieved? what the fuck kind of name is dominoe? wow she must have had an awful adolescence.

and now for the big news of the night……”Britney Spears says she’s not a virgin”….one word. DUH….who wouldn’t fuck justin timberlake? lol

so anyway.

 

wow class is so boring. the game is so easy, we all lose interest after an hour or so. i left early, but first tried some diff spins on the wheel.

so i’m off tonight, chance to breathe. i’m so exhausted. i started my new meds today, so we’ll see if i get a bad allergic reaction to them this time around. hopefully not, cuz i don’t need to go into work all rashy and whatever.

the highlight of my day tonight, was at the “international food” place in the closed mall. aka “we serve every kind of food known to man” restaurant. headed down there during break to get some food. they were having problems with the CO2 tanks, so the pop was all flat. some foreigner ordered a big giant diet coke for 2.08$…it was flat, so she brought it back. the restaurant lady offered her a can of pop, ginger ale. at first the lady took it. then she wanted money back for the difference between the big pop and the can. she went back to the table, and then decided she didn’t want the ginger ale so she gave it back. then she wanted her money back for the flat pop. the restaurant lady wouldn’t give it to her (not sure why, the lady had a valid point, the pop was flat, she wanted a refund).
pop lady: why won’t you give me my money back. the pop is flat, i don’t want it, i want my money
restaurant lady: i’m not giving you your money back
PL: what do you mean? i want my money back.
RL: i’m not giving you the money back, security, get her out of here
PL: *off the hook bitching about wanting her money back*
RL: *gives in, starts paying her money back*
PL: that’s not enough money
RL: *attitude* i’m getting more change, right now
PL: don’t get an attitude with me, you’re an asshole.
RL: *silent*
PL: *walks back to table* she’s a bitch, she wouldn’t give me my money back, she’s a bitch. she’s just a bitch
All of us: *staring*
PL: *still bitching, even tho its over and done with and she has her refund* she’s a stupid cunt bitch
All of us: o_o
PL: *continued bitching and swearing, security told her to get out*

yeah, it was crazy.

i’m going to class anyway. haha.

 

i’m in the current pai gow/mini bac class. it pays to just show up haha. of course, it wasn’t that easy. once amy realized i wasn’t on the list, she had to make calls, then i had to walk to the casino to talk to someone in scheduling to make sure it was ok for me to be in the class – cuz there were people ahead of me on the list blahblahblah. sat there for a half hour for her to tell me, yeah it’s ok you go to this one. walked back to the school for the rest of class. it’s good tho, cuz i would have missed 4 or 5 days of class if i had to take the one at the end of the month, beginning of august….of course now that fishy broke her foot and dunno if she’s coming up/if we’ll be doing extended exploring, i might not miss more than 1 day (for ozzfest)…whatever. just wanna get it done now and finish.

last night was de ja vu. i had the same table as saturday night, same supervisor as saturday night. after they closed my table i was sent to the high limit room. that was fine, except for frank looking over my shoulder the entire 2 hours i was there, and telling me what a certain blackjack pay out was, cuz i hesititated when cutting it out…thanks. i could have figured it out if you had given me a moment.

so tonight i’m expecting let it ride, which means i sign the early out list. but we’ll see. maybe they’ll surprise me. i’m so tired already tho, stupid 13 hour days again. and now i don’t even get to sit down for my entire shift like before when i was in class. oh well. i’ll live. definitely have to save my days off and not make too many plans, so i can grocery shop and do laundry and crap. i think tony and i were gonna go to the casino wed tho…dunno.

turns out i don’t have to start dealer school again monday….too many people wanted to go to class, so they had to break it into two, and i didn’t make the cut this time around. seems like they kept ppl who knew more than one game out of the first class. second class starts july 28th…which seriously interferes with early august plans…going to possibly miss class(es) when fishy comes to visit (i forget which days she is coming), going to miss class for ozzfest…sucks. i might just follow through with my plan to learn pai gow on my own, and take the mini bacarrat class at the school – that way it might not interfere with plans. oh well.

got out early. work sucked. got screwed off roulette again. arg. it’s 2 weeks now without getting wheel time. grrr. going to see if i can cash in on my favor that scheduling office owes me next friday, try to get off since gotta get up early on saturday.

now that i don’t have to start school, i don’t gotta get shit done tomorrow. that’s good at least.

and wow  nin.com was updated finally – with more annoying shit, but still…there is action and movement. does new site = new material?? one can only hope

got out early tonight…signed the early out list, because i was in pit 1 again. every monday it seems. however i was on carribbean stud tonight, which is 9283498234 times better than let it ride, so i would have been ok with not being sent home early. they closed my table though, and i got to leave at 1:30. they’re making me work thursday night, of course, after i made plans for thursday. they think it’s gonna be super busy cuz of the holiday friday, so they’re making everyone who’s off come in anyway. so i’ll have 5 hours over time at least. gonna have to do the terminal night shots on wed night now, my nite film better arrive by then.

saturday is a huge ass fireworks show at the casino. biggest in the northeast apparently, could draw 50,000 ppl to the falls, according to the city. so that’ll be fun. hopefully it’ll be busy inside the casino as well, cuz i need some money lol. fone bill came today, 95 fucking dollars, and apparently grand island is long distance. gotta call them about that tomorrow. might end up cancelling the phone, and going with a cell phone only after all, but we’ll see. what a hassel tho, after telling everyone the apt phone, going and changing it all again.

5 min before i left work yesterday, the cops showed up…i was like um, why are there cops at my door? they were asking for someone named james, a previous resident. what the hell kind of criminal used to live in my apt?!?!?

work was work…blackjack for the 3rd day in a row, then roulette to close out my night. nothing spectacular. had to get up this morning and go to the skin dr, way too early, so came back and went to sleep again til 3 ish. eric dropped by for a bit, and now it’s time to start eating and getting ready for work again.