I left you guys off in the last blog with a lot of uncertainty. This blog will probably be no different. I don’t know where I stand with the Showboat
and I am working the WSOP Circuit at Harrah's
come December 8th. All I know about that is that I have to show up at 11:30…that’s it. I ended up getting a call from The Borgata
about dealing their WPT Winter Poker Open and I had an audition in a few days.
Above the Rest
As most people know that live and play poker in the area, Borgata
is a top tier casino. They have easily the best poker room in A.C. possibly the east coast (I have never been to Foxwoods
, but I heard it trumps Borgata
). Since their operation is at a much higher level they also demand more from their applicants. Unlike my WSOP Circuit audition I was required to answer questions. Some of them were the basic, “Why do you want to work here?” While others were, “What is the most important part of game integrity?” If you don’t know the answer to the second question I am glad you are not dealers! It is the rack. You must protect the rack at all costs when dealing a poker game. Not only this, but they demanded much more skill wise as well.
About a week later I receive a call from the Borgata
congratulating me on getting the job. I was asked to go in to their offices and fill out some paperwork. Some is an understatement! I must have filled out like thirty pages of the same information over and over again. Name social address…name social address. After this I was brought into a cubicle, my info was checked out and I was told I had to take a drug test within 24 hours.
Puff Puff Pass
Basically, the last time I smoked weed was when I was in college (about 6-8 months ago), I can’t even recall when the last time was it was so long ago. I was not worried about failing the test. I have never smoked regularly just here and there when I was too drunk to say no. I have a shaved head and I always have so the person taking care of me asks me if I have any armpit hair. I say yea and she takes the hair needed from my pits. No biggie right?
When I get home I get curious as to how drug testing with hair works, so I decide to google it. To my surprise, when I get to the section that talks about people that have little to no head hair, they explain hair can be taken from the body, but it grows much slower therefore the time span is much wider for detection. It detects drugs for around a year! FUCK! Did some tiny mistake I made a long time ago just affect the most important opportunity of my life to date? I will know it approximately two days.
So I am sweating this drug test tremendously bad. I don’t get a call two days later, I don’t even get one five days later. If this goes one more day I am going to explode! This whole time I don’t know how I am going to explain this to my parents and I don’t even know how they are going to take it (I assume not too harshly, after all they grew up in the 70’s and my father was in a band). I talk to some people and they said, “You have to be a man and own up to your mistakes, just deal with it and move on.” Others informed me that they don’t even test everyone because it is so expensive (the test usually just acts as a deterrent itself because people who do drugs simply won't show).
Since my Grandmother passed a few months ago, I am slowly finding my faith again. I understand that throughout my life God is going to test me. I am going to be graded on how I react to these tests. Am I going to curse God for my misfortunes or am I going to accept the cards that life has dealt me and thank God for what I have? I chose the later. I don’t think I would have gotten through this situation without my faith.
Miracles Do Happen
At this point, I have accepted what is coming to me and I am planning out a way to tell my parents. My friend calls me and tells me he is coming down to visit and he is staying at the Showboat
. I come along and we plan on getting drunk and just enjoying the night. I take my first shot of Goose when my phone rings. It is the lady from the Showboat
who auditioned me. She asks me if I can stop in the room in the next few days so they can ask me a few questions. I tell them that I am in the hotel, I will be right down. I stop in and they tell me they are offering me a part time position dealing cash in their room. I guess my assumptions on the whole “alternate list” thing were wrong. I obviously accept and they tell me they will call me in a few days about what out best course of action will be (since I am dealing the WSOP).
As I leave the room my friend says, “Now you can tell your parents you just don’t want the Borgata
job because you have a cash dealing job now.” Yes! I proceed to tell them this and I am in the clear. Now I just have to pass the Showboat
drug test (I am basically completely hair free but my head lol). I should know in the coming weeks how the Showboat will pan out, but I will be anxious until then. In my next blog entry and will recap my first week dealing the WSOP events at Harrah's
and possibly some Showboat
news, GL all!