2003-09-30 1:06 a.m.

Today was rough, but I had the best crew you could ask for on a $5 dice game. There we were, the four best Croupiers in Detroit, ready for whatever the day would hold. The action was heavy, for a while there it was snowing on the hop bets and yet I was calling out pay-offs and moving the dice. "Winner! Winner! Another Winner Here" I yelled. People were shoving and pushing each other trying to find a spot in the game. In the meantime I'm trying to weed out the fleas and make room for the georges while the toke box is filling up fast and may need an emergency drop. "SEVEN OUT!". The Boxman mutters, "Parties over boys" and lets out a chuckle. "New shooter coming out". I'm thinking, I wouldn't bet on this guy shooting the dice if I were playing, in fact I would follow him around the casino and play everything opposite of him and make a fortune. These waitresses are a distraction, but definately worth another look, Shit, I forgot to grab that field bet, "FIVE NO FIELD FIVE" says the stick. Good it lost anyway. In conclusion the tips were fair, the game was smooth, and no annoying stickperson with annoying stick calls. I am sure today was not half as exciting as tomorrow will be, but that is another day. . . . . .

2003-10-04 12:10 a.m.

What a day. More shots taken today than I have seen in a while. I became very frustrated when survailence said I locked up this players don't come bet, cheap bastard hasn't tipped me so fuck em' On the next roll I somehow ended up handing off his last come thinking it was another players bet, it was that kind of day. I worked hard and did not realise that the toke box was filled to the rim, that is what keeps me going. I managed to grab stick today, I was high-tailing it out of there at 7:40 p.m. The Floor walks over at 7:20 p.m. and asks if I want some overtime and I immediately respond YES I DO . He tells me to go take a break and come back for assignment, so I do, and wouldn't you know it, when I return the Floor tells me he don't need me. I could have been home by now, drinking (because drinking keeps dealers sanity in tact) watching T.V., or writing in my personal log. Oh well, today was PAYDAY and that is something today can be commended for. I am sure of one thing, that tomorrow that same asshole player is going to be on my table driving me insane, I can almost garauntee it, but that is another day . . . . . .