Saturday, November 8, 2008

Saturday feels like monday.

Saturday mornings ( for my shift 2:30 am to 11 am) which are actually Friday nights are the worst at the casino. You get all the random customers that come from a long week of work and they just want to blow their paychecks. A lot of these people only come with the intention of doubling their paychecks by gambling. Days like this are crazy mad hell for the casino, and a great example of how they keep their business.

But what does it do for me? Nothing.

The longer I work in my department, the more I come to realize that I no longer work for hours any more. So I have come to the conclusion that if I know what kind of day it will be, I should sign the early off list.

Usually I am right about the night. Last night was busy, but tips were close to nothing. I made $34 last night. I made $25 off a black man that gave me hell before he realized I raised him about $1000. And then I made the rest off a Korean man that was playing frugally. But aside from that, the weekend crowd was all over the place. Playing recklessly like money will come with out making smart moves.

These are the kind of customers I hate, and I am glad that I signed the early off list because I was wasting my efforts being there. Aside from that I had already made my money, so I was in the clear to go home early.

I got home at around 7 in the morning and I slept the day away.

After that my friend Jenny came down from Visalia and she wanted to eat out some where because she had some business to do in Hanford.

I had a great time, I got to know one of my coworkers better.

Today feels like Monday for me for some reason though. I guess this is what happens when you work Saturdays all the time. They start to lose it's value.

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