LV 1/21 ~ Ep #12 – Last Day

We here at the Chronicle realize this is two days late, but resuming normal life has been rather time consuming. If you have lost interest, we understand, but here goes anyway:

Flynn awoke at the usual time on Thursay, had some awful coffee, packed up and checked out. He still had enough moolah on hand to pay the innkeeper in cash, stashed his bag in the carriage, and headed off to the Bellagio to attempt to recoup some of the previous two losses.

While the session was short & profitable (finally!), Flynn feels he must relay an interesting encounter with one of the dealers. Mind you, normally the the dealers at the B are very good. This one not so much. There were three items of note, but sadly, the 1st one did not stay in Flynn’s memory banks so it must have been a minor error.

Error #2: A player had taken a break from the table, a new player (NP) had come to the table in the seat to the left. When NP sat down, the dealer told him he could wait two hands to be dealt in. Looking at the button position (two to right, mid hand), Flynn noted that the NP would only have to wait one hand additional before being dealt in behind, however he did not verbalize this; after all, the actual little white disc would show where play was to happen. Fast forward a hand and a half, when the dealer moves the button to in front of the new player, realizes her mistake, moves it back to the empty sitting-out spot, then tells the two players to the left of the New Player to post their blinds. Of course, they had just posted the blinds. They tell the dealer this, and she proceeds to argue with them – for real argue. “I said two hands, it has only been one hand, I remember this -you owe blinds. I remember I said two hands….” and on and on. By this time, the entire table is telling her that she was incorrect, they had just paid the blinds, and she was wrong when she made her original statement. Two people asked for the floor, which she ignored, and then reluctantly moved the button forward to it’s proper spot. Fast forward 20 minutes:

Error #3: Flynn has A 10, diamonds. Raises to $12 in early position. Gets 5 callers, including Villain to his right. Flop, 10, 9, 8 – rainbow. V checks, Flynn bets $30, all fold with the exception of the V who calls. Turn is a 7. V checks, Flynn bets $40. gets the call. River is an 8. V checks, Flynn checks (cause there is 7 8 9 10 on board) . Villain throws his cards over and announces straight. Except he shows 7 – 9 . He does not have a straight, he has two pair. Flynn is still holding his cards.

The dealer announces straight, and in an instant shoves the pot to to the Villain, mucks the board & the V’s cards. The Villain grabs the pot to pull it in. Uhm, no no no! Flynn turns his cards over, says 2 pair, and tells the dealer that the Villain did NOT have straight. Again, she argued. Other players confirmed that he had two pair, and Flynn had a better two pair. She debates for a bit, but finally turned over the mucked cards, which, gee, confirm that she and V were wrong, and that Flynn gets the pot. Meanwhile, Flynn’s chips are sitting in front of the Villain, who is fiddling around with them, but has not seemed to put them in his remaining stacks.

The dealer looks over to the Villain, and tells him to give Flynn the pot. V hesitates, stares at the cards on the board, and finally pushes the chips to Flynn. Meanwhile, Flynn had asked for the floor ~ a request which again was ignored under the guise of not hearing it amongst the table debate. Flynn stacked the chips, and estimated the results were approximately correct, and let it go. There was no apology from the Villain ~ pretty sure an angle shot.

Five minutes later, the dealer was tapped out. As Flynn was racking up an hour after that, the dealer came over and apologized to Flynn. Flynn accepted, but not very graciously. As a matter of fact, that dealer was very fortunate Flynn had a plane to catch, or there would have been a private conversation with the floor. Flynn understands humans, and mistakes are even made by flamingos, but her blatant disregard for two floor requests & clear inattention to her job was significant.

That was the end of the day for Flynn. He polished off the rest of a Patisserie croissant he had in his bag, and made the trek to the plane. He was anxious to see Ollie, but crushed to be leaving the weather and the poker games. Most of the flight was spent talking to a teenage male seatmate going to see his father who had done 9 years in prison, lived with an alcoholic mother, and had never flown before. Central casting keeps us on our toes. Humans.

Fin

Flynn