JSTAT
Banned
It's a Friday and the Luxor (before MGM-Mirage bought it) has no deluxe rooms available. Some suites are for the taking at $400 a night. Sticker shock, but I booked it Dano for two nights. The suite was located on the north side adjacent to the pyramid. 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, steamroom, jacuzzi, huge living room, and a fully loaded bar. Took a couple of shots of courage and enjoyed the view, wondering how I was going to pay for the plush surroundings. It would take many hours of blackjack to get this comped. Knowing that the Luxor offered double deck blackjack was the way to go.
Went to the casino and found double deck in the high limit pit. $25 minumum and a empty table. Saddled up and played. Gave the pitboss my ID and told him I needed to accumulate comps for my room. Spread $25-$200 and was up and down. Within ten minutes, I noticed that another floorman parked next to me watching. I smiled but he was stone faced. The main pitboss gave me my players card and wished me good luck. We traded a few jokes while the other floorman was breathing down my neck. I felt uncomfortable with the good cop-bad cop situation. I threw up my arms and said, "OK, OK, I am counting!" It was a gut feeling to confess. The tension broke up and the main pit boss said "We know who you are, and it is good that you came clean with us." I was down $400 and said that I needed to pay for my suite through playing. He said as a reward for my honesty that he would comp my suite for both nights. He even threw in tickets to a luau held on Friday nights at the Luxor. He said that I couldn't play 21 at the Luxor, but he would not report me to the competitors on the Strip. He said "stick it to them at blackjack, we don't have a problem with that." This recognition was a badge of honor. To frighten a casino with skillful play is better than the high from any drug.
JSTAT
Went to the casino and found double deck in the high limit pit. $25 minumum and a empty table. Saddled up and played. Gave the pitboss my ID and told him I needed to accumulate comps for my room. Spread $25-$200 and was up and down. Within ten minutes, I noticed that another floorman parked next to me watching. I smiled but he was stone faced. The main pitboss gave me my players card and wished me good luck. We traded a few jokes while the other floorman was breathing down my neck. I felt uncomfortable with the good cop-bad cop situation. I threw up my arms and said, "OK, OK, I am counting!" It was a gut feeling to confess. The tension broke up and the main pit boss said "We know who you are, and it is good that you came clean with us." I was down $400 and said that I needed to pay for my suite through playing. He said as a reward for my honesty that he would comp my suite for both nights. He even threw in tickets to a luau held on Friday nights at the Luxor. He said that I couldn't play 21 at the Luxor, but he would not report me to the competitors on the Strip. He said "stick it to them at blackjack, we don't have a problem with that." This recognition was a badge of honor. To frighten a casino with skillful play is better than the high from any drug.
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