A month ago I have the following sequence of events happen to me:
I'm dealt A-A and split against the dealer's 7. First split is dealt a 7. Next is dealt a 4 and the dealer pauses, so I signal for a hit. He's about to when the brilliant ploppy at the table with me starts throwing a fit waving his hand in front of the cards and practically shouting "No, No" to the dealer.
After a stern glare at the ploppy, he comments (again brilliantly), "Don't worry, you'll win." My final ace gets painted w/ a king. Dealer pays the A-K 3:2. I hold my breath as the ploppy nicely makes no comment on the additional payout...
I'm dealt A-A and split against the dealer's 7. First split is dealt a 7. Next is dealt a 4 and the dealer pauses, so I signal for a hit. He's about to when the brilliant ploppy at the table with me starts throwing a fit waving his hand in front of the cards and practically shouting "No, No" to the dealer.
After a stern glare at the ploppy, he comments (again brilliantly), "Don't worry, you'll win." My final ace gets painted w/ a king. Dealer pays the A-K 3:2. I hold my breath as the ploppy nicely makes no comment on the additional payout...