So, anyway, my pit boss has had me sitting box lately (for those of you who don’t play craps, a boxman is the guy in the suit at a craps table sitting down between the dealers, pretending to run the game.) It’s an awkward position for a dealer to be in- one day, you’re on a crew with a guy, the next day, you’re his supervisor, the next day, he’s your supervisor. Throw into the mix a smart-ass punk kid of a dealer who has no respect for the full-time boxmen, let alone for another dealer who’s just sitting for the day, and you have a recipie for disaster. So I finally told my pit boss I don’t want to sit anymore. I was actually being groomed to stand floor- now there’s a spot for a dealer to be in- not only are you your co-workers’ supervisor, you’re your supervisor’s supervisor.
The casino is basically doing this to save money. The idea is, have a dealer sit box and pay them $120.00 a day instead of paying a full-time boxman $140 a day- doesn’t seem like a hell of a lot of money, but multiply it by six dealers a day, times three hundred sixty-five days a year, and you’re talking some serious bucks here. And that’s not counting all the dealers (and boxmen)the joint has standing floor at a cut rate.
I don’t think the amont of money the company is saving by putting entry-level employees in management positions without promoting them outright is worth the problems it creates in working relationships. Nobody quite knows who is their supervisor, who is their equal, who is their subordinate. I know that rigid hierarcharies are unfashionable these days, but I think they do have their place. I think the ambiguity in where you stand in relation to your co-workers creates a breakdown in teamwork and in mutual respect between team members.
Me, I think I’ll stay at entry-level for a while. I’m making pretty decent money, it’s fun, and I have a minimum of hassles to deal with.
The trouble with Sir Launcelot is by the time he comes riding up, you’ve already married King Arthur.