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How I Changed into a Black-jack Croupier

July 3rd, 2010 No comments

Turning into a Twenty-one dealer was most likely the most beneficial profession judgement I ever built. I experienced been jumping from job to task performing data-entry and the like, and I was bored to death. Sitting behind a desk in front of the laptop or computer all morning just wasn’t "doing it" for me. Not to mention the pay wasn’t that great either.

So, following becoming laid off from my last work, I hit the classifieds and saw an ad for a Pontoon dealing program. I was a tiny bit skeptical, pondering it may be several "fly by night" outfit where they acquire my money, I bring the course and absolutely nothing comes of it. Except immediately after I called their head office and asked them concerning the corporation, I learned that the program was for one of the most favorite casinos in the reduce mainland! They were extending their several hours and needed A lot of croupiers.

I’d just been to Vegas with the first time several months previous to and I wagered a minor Black-jack. It looked easy good enough so I figured "how tough could it be to offer?" At the task interview, which was basically to sign up with the course, I discovered that it wasn’t all that easy. I was given a short written test to see if I could, in reality, count card totals and figure Blackjack payouts. I must have done ok because I was called back several days later to carry the four week program.

It was rather intense. Six days a week, 7 hours a day in the tiny room with low ceilings along with a dozen Blackjack tables. There had been about one hundred other men and women from all walks of everyday living taking the training course as well as me and for the first week, all we did was count card totals and have lessons for the guidelines and procedures of Twenty-one. Through the end of the first week, we ended up dealing actual games. Believe me when I say that there is certainly A whole lot much more to it than you think. I was completely blown away at how much there was to understand, and how much I still experienced yet to find out.

When we reached the end of the last week, there could well be the dreaded Table Test. If I failed that, I’d be done. Luckily, we ended up likely to be having it twice, and the very best score could well be taken. I was in the last group to consider the very first check and I was far more than a little nervous. I knew I’d failed that day time for certain and I drove house contemplating about all of the mistakes I made. The following evening, I felt far better and knew what it was I had to do as a way to pass. When the examiner tried to "trip me up" while using mistakes I had manufactured the day before, I handled it flawlessly.

I needed to wait pretty much a week ahead of the graduation, and I was literally tearing my hair out. The offer was that if they called me before then, I’d failed. My dad believed it could well be amusing to tell me that "someone called in search of you" when I had come home from being out. Extremely funny. NOT. But, since I never got "the call", I showed up for my certificate and I was on my way to being a dealer. I was lucky enough to have the place about 10 mins from my house and I was excited to begin what just may well be a life-long and fulfilling career.