Tipping...not a city in China

Not too much blogging today 'cause I can hardly move my arms. My husband warned me about going out tubing behind a speed boat, he said I would get beat up. Wasn't so bad, had a lot of fun, BUT...today, not so much! Arms, shoulders, neck, legs, I'm feelin' the pain. Good pain though, lets us know we're alive! Still had enough strength to get ready and go out for some music. Kings of Kalifornia at a local bar, loud and metal... A player at the club I work at said he had a side line singing in a band. Had to check it out. After all a band is not heard without an audience. Over the years dealing poker to, doctors, auto mechanics, lawyers, teachers, dancers, accountants, judges, policemen, fireman, drug dealers, Hall of Fame recipients, pregnant women, widows, students and players of every occupation known to man, I pick my professionals from my mix of patrons. I did however refuse the services of a gynecologist that I dealt to at The Garden City in San Jose. My floor boss Kathy, told me "All of the girls working here go to the Doc". Sorry 'bout that, "All but one". I always find a good car mechanic, after all the guy knows that when he comes in to get lucky, I may be dealing to him. He surely doesn't want any bad JUJU. That is why many players do tip the dealer. They want the dealer smiling on them. The law of attraction, keep your dealer smiling and luck will smile on you. It looks like an easy job but over the years it really breaks you down, mentally, physically and emotionally. They call it dealer burn out. Dealers need to take vacations and breaks as much or more than other jobs or professions. Dealers make minimum wage so we really make the bulk of our income from gratuities. If you regularly tip your dealer you sometimes have an edge over the other players by having the dealer protect you from certain minor things that cost the pot. Be kind to your dealer JUST IN CASE