Friday, November 27, 2009
I worked the night before Thanksgiving and boy was it busy. My body was in Wednesday mode, which means I was ready for it to be slow, but It was worse than a Saturday!
I came in at six and I didn't clock out until five in the morning!
I don't think I've ever had to stay this long over during my time as a card dealer so I never realized how much it really takes a toll on your dealing. My card counting was off, I wasn't catching straights and flushes on Ultimate Texas Hold'em and I was blanking out when blackjack came up and I had to figure a pay out. I literally had to slow down to deal anything right. It was bad.
Some people keep telling me that overtime is good and it's no sweat, But they don't understand that over time for us is hard because dealing cards can really make your brain turn to jelly if you do it for too long at a time. That's the reason why we have so many breaks.
Hmm, I think it's very hard for me to vent my frustrations to friends outside of my work place because they just don't get what I'm saying. I told a friend that I only made $60 today in tip and that it sucks because it was busy and she totally tried to tell me off that she only makes x amount of tips at the most. I already tried explaining to her that the tips are my income and that I get taxed on that. And she doesn't pay bills either so she completely doesn't understand. I hate talking about money with most people my age. To them it's gimme gimme gimme and spend spend spend and they ask everyone for favors all the time. They don't have to pay rent, no car payment, their parents pay their insurance, they still mooch off their parents when they go grocery shopping, and they don't have to worry about it when they need soap and shampoo because their parents buy it for them.
One thing I try to tell them all the time is that, though I have an hourly wage, it isn't very big and my tips are my sole income.
It's also hard for me to find a common ground with their frustrations at work because they can always talk about this one customer who made them mad. One or two. For me, I deal with at least 10-20 irate customers a day, and I don't remember every single thing they say. I just remember that they made me mad.
So that's the deal on work.
I am currently waiting for the Black Friday sales, I wonder what I am going to get. Doors open at 5 and I personally don't think that is going to be complete chaos. And if it is, I think I'll manage. And if I don't get what I want I guess itll save me some money at least.
I hope I get a great deal on some underwear!
I came in at six and I didn't clock out until five in the morning!
I don't think I've ever had to stay this long over during my time as a card dealer so I never realized how much it really takes a toll on your dealing. My card counting was off, I wasn't catching straights and flushes on Ultimate Texas Hold'em and I was blanking out when blackjack came up and I had to figure a pay out. I literally had to slow down to deal anything right. It was bad.
Some people keep telling me that overtime is good and it's no sweat, But they don't understand that over time for us is hard because dealing cards can really make your brain turn to jelly if you do it for too long at a time. That's the reason why we have so many breaks.
Hmm, I think it's very hard for me to vent my frustrations to friends outside of my work place because they just don't get what I'm saying. I told a friend that I only made $60 today in tip and that it sucks because it was busy and she totally tried to tell me off that she only makes x amount of tips at the most. I already tried explaining to her that the tips are my income and that I get taxed on that. And she doesn't pay bills either so she completely doesn't understand. I hate talking about money with most people my age. To them it's gimme gimme gimme and spend spend spend and they ask everyone for favors all the time. They don't have to pay rent, no car payment, their parents pay their insurance, they still mooch off their parents when they go grocery shopping, and they don't have to worry about it when they need soap and shampoo because their parents buy it for them.
One thing I try to tell them all the time is that, though I have an hourly wage, it isn't very big and my tips are my sole income.
It's also hard for me to find a common ground with their frustrations at work because they can always talk about this one customer who made them mad. One or two. For me, I deal with at least 10-20 irate customers a day, and I don't remember every single thing they say. I just remember that they made me mad.
So that's the deal on work.
I am currently waiting for the Black Friday sales, I wonder what I am going to get. Doors open at 5 and I personally don't think that is going to be complete chaos. And if it is, I think I'll manage. And if I don't get what I want I guess itll save me some money at least.
I hope I get a great deal on some underwear!
Bad days at work - I can relate.
Good luck with the underwear purchase. Are you buying for you, or a particular someone? ;)
Naturally, my Mr. certainly did get some underwear. It was chaos though. And it was terrible and the stores smelled like fart!
I was lucky I walked in a store at the right time because I found some friends who were standing in line and they let me cut when they were close to the register. It so happens thy had been waiting for an hour.
And target had this huge ass line that was about four blocks long. These people were nuts!