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Some blackjack complaints19 February 2017
Sometimes, the social experience turns sour. Not every player interaction is pleasant. Here are a few examples that came up in recent conversations during down time at blackjack.
GREENIE: This one is too weird. I was buying in for $100, and next to me a woman was also buying in for $100.
I was first, and the dealer took my $100 bill and cut 20 red $5 chips into four stacks. He pushed the chips to me and move to put the bill in the drop box – and the lady reached out and grabbed my chips.
I said, “Hey, those are my chips!” She said, “I had my $100 out there,” and I said, “You still do! He hasn’t taken your money yet.”
She was ready to stand her ground over my chips. The dealer explained to her that her chips would be coming up, but first he had to give me mine. Even at that she kicked up a fuss. I couldn’t believe it.
DALE: I count cards, and had a really good shoe. Near the end of the shoe, the count was really negative, and I lowered my bet.
I was dealt an 11 and the dealer had a 10 up, one of the few 10s left. The true count was something like minus-5, which means five more high cards than low cards had been played per deck. That’s a really tough situation, and you want to either bet minimum or leave the table.
Normally, 11 vs. 10 is a double down hand, but with the count that negative I signaled just to hit. Before the dealer could get the card out, a player across the table yelled, “Wait!” The dealer looked kind of startled, but stopped. The player said, “Can I buy his double?”
The dealer looked at me, and I said, “No, I might want another hit if I draw a low card.” The other player said, “But the card says to double on that hand. You’re making a mistake.” I said it was my mistake to make. The other guy wasn’t happy.
My next card was a 3, so the double would have stuck the hand at 14. Still, he wasn’t happy with me for denying his double, and I wasn’t all that pleased with him for calling attention to my play. Good thing I was leaving soon.
SHANA: This dude kept wanting to play my hands for me! It didn’t matter whether I wanted to hit, stand, split or double, he was SURE he knew better. If I’d win, he’d either say nothing or come out with something like, “Congratulations! Gotta win some of them.” I wanted to throw my drink at him.
I know basic strategy. The flashpoint came when I hit 12 and the dealer had a 3. He started in on, “You don’t want to do that honey. Make the dealer take the bust chance."
A different man had a basic strategy card in his shirt pocket. He used it a couple of times. I said, “Check that guy’s card. It’ll tell you hitting 12 against 3 is the right play. Then maybe you should go buy a card of your own, learn how to play this game, and LEAVE ME ALONE!”
That was the end of it, thank goodness.
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