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RiverCat Journal: Home Stretch

Posted by on July 2, 2012

Current Venue:  Las Vegas, NV
Campground: Riviera RV Park

Today The World Series of Poker introduces the first-ever million-dollar buy-in tournament in the history of poker.  There will be 48 players and first place pays out a nifty $18,000,000.

It’s the first time this entire summer I’ve ever been tempted to volunteer for one of the more prestigious events.  I probably won’t.  Even though my supervisor has hinted that I (being a WSOP veteran, of sorts) should be more assertive in choosing the more difficult assignments, I’ve been doing my best to “coast” my way through this gig.

Why?  I sort of have a chip on my shoulder.  I left Redding, California a month early (where I was making $70 per hour as a player) to audition for a job that I performed for three years with no complaints.  As a result, I lost a month’s pay, incurred breakdowns, and could never settle in anywhere during the journey long enough to make any money as a player.  Additionally, due to overstaffing, I essentially lost a week-and-a-half’s worth of work.  On top of that, I’ll lose another estimated $1500 because my last name begins with “W.”  After it’s all said and done — I’m going to lose thousands of dollars on this event.  I’m in a bad place, financially.

So why stick my neck out (any tiny mental lapse can cost you your job) dealing the high-profile events when they pay the same as the $1500 events?  I just don’t know.  That’s why I’m playing it safe hiding out amongst the “break-ins” in the non-bracelet events.  At least this year.

This is my last full week of work.  The Main Event begins Saturday.  As the number of players dwindle, so will the dealers.  This is the home stretch.

And I’m going to fall way short of the mark.  I’ve already applied for a couple of positions at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon and will be actively seeking employment next week.  Let the chips fall where they may, I’m gonna’ play poker for the last 2 weeks of July and see if I can’t recapture the magic I had going for me in Redding before all the “work” distractions.  It seems my momentum is only ever disrupted by work — “legitimate” jobs.

By the time I’m done with this gig, I hope to have a little less than I left Reno with a few months ago when I got laid off prematurely in February.  Perhaps that’s the key — doing my “own thing” despite having my back against the wall.

I made a tough decision earlier this week.  I found an RV park that is much nicer than the Riviera for $200 more per month, but settled on this one to save that money for my poker bankroll mid-July.  I think it was a wise decision.

What will happen come August?  Workamper, poker dealer, or poker player?  Stay Tuned!


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