As an employee of the World Series of Poker, you have to have a thick skin and a touch of insanity.
It’s difficult for me to explain without going into specifics, but the nature of this beast is that it’s always going to be total chaos as the event grows and grows every year. I’m one of a thousand dealers at the event. In fact, I was lost in the shuffle initially and did not have a schedule. Now I’m in the mix. This week I go to trainings in the morning, then work the evening shift. Having the luxury this week of taking off early, I opt to not work til 3 in the morning until these 9 am trainings are over.
It seems 50% of a workday is…waiting. You wait in traffic, you wait in line with hundreds of other dealers to clock in, you wait for your first assignment. Sometimes you don’t get your first assignment for nearly two hours! That won’t be the case this weekend…
This weekend we’ll get slammed. Tens of thousands of players will flock in from all over the world to play the first weekend tournaments. Many, many dealers will not make it through this weekend. I don’t know why my back decided to act up now. I’ve got to get myself fixed up soon. I’m taking off early when I can, resting, icing — everything I can do. A massage may be in order if nothing else works.
One thing I have working in my favor is my neighbors. They’ve been kind enough to take Jeepers in for a few days while I get settled into this work schedule. I don’t know what I’d do without them — my new best friends.
I may not have many adventures to report over the next couple weeks, but as soon as I start feeling like myself again I’ll get back on track. In the meantime be sure to check in on all my full-timer friends on the Big Blogroll! Until next time…
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