Tipping the Dealer
After missing his draw he shouted to the dealer "Hey braindead, quit with the F**king lowlife cards you piece of sh**
Patiently the dealer requested the guy tone down his language, or he would be asked to leave the table, as their was a shy young lady present.
On the following hand, the drunk gets outdrawn by a runner runner straight. He blurts out "Dealer why dont you set fire to my Mother F**king wallet? you SOB!"
You could see the dealer was beginning to lose his patience with the drunk. "Sir, for the last time, there is a lady present, if you cannot control your language you will soon be swearing into the kerb!"
The next hand was full off action, the entire table was pushing and the pot grew to an insane amount. Finally the drunk sucks out and scoops the pot.
The drunk, beaming with joy at his mountain of chips shouts across the table to the dealer. "Do you lot share out the tips or do you get to keep them for yourselves?"
The dealer told him that all tips go directly to the individual dealer.
This drunk proceed to toss 2 $100 chips at the dealer and growls, "Well go buy a muzzle for that prissy ***** over there, and have a night on me, you crazy F**CKer!!"
The dealer thank the drunk for the tip and ushers over to the quiet young woman and whispers in her ear "Madam, I'm afraid you need to leave the table, you are disrupting the other players"
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