World
Poker Open - Days 8-11
The
grueling aspect of working everyday is
starting to take it's toll on me. Our
graveyard shift crew got beamed up to
another planet. Poor Tony Shelton our
supervisor on that shift. Last year we
were so short of dealers that he had no
one assigned to his shift (either swing
worked over or days came in early). This
year he loses his entire staff. To fix
that problem we hired a very capable Martha
Harthcoat (sp). Being the grease that
makes things run smoother I took a spot
until a replacement could be found. Boy,
changing shifts really messes with your
body clock. It sure affects your immune
system as I came down with some flu like
symptoms. Lots of juice and some Sambucol
(it's an extract of Elderberries that
really cuts your flu time in half or more)
and I'm back to normal.
I
finally got to see how the other third
of the poker world works. Graveyard is
a completely different animal. With Day
shift you start out slow and work yourself
into a crescendo. Swing is like a mirror
of Day shift. You hit the ground running
and slow up towards the end. But Grave
starts out slow, gets slower and ends
up back at slow. It makes you feel like
a sloth in it's slowness.
It's
a ton less stressful. The biggest problem
is keeping busy so your body doesn't go
into sleep mode. At no time have I ever
done more setups (getting cards out of
a game and putting them in order so they
can be used again) You get more time to
meet and know the players. I like this
part the best. The players I've dealt
to over the years now seem more personable
and less ogre- like.
The
dealers are the more inexperienced of
the group. Tony is great about this. He
takes them aside and works on their deficiencies.
I do the same thing but to a lesser extent.
Next year some will be good enough to
work on swing. And some, well, some will
be back on grave if they get rehired at
all.
That's
it for now. Got to get some sleep, that
darn body clock thing.
Gary (G-man) Philips
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