Luske Hates the Button

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A new dealer pushed into Marcel Luske's table and noticed that the Singing Dutchman had taken the round, white, plastic table number button off of the felt in front of his seat and stuck it on the rail. The dealer grabbed the button off of the table and stuck it back on the felt in front of Luske, irritating him. He wagged a finger at her, said, "No, no, no," and pulled the button off the felt and replaced it on the rail. The dealer told Luske that the table number must stay on the table.

"Every time I think I'm the [dealer] button," said Luske. "I don't want it there. You're the first one to complain. Call the floor."

The dealer did as Luske requested and summoned a floor to the table. He listened to Luske's story and came up with the solution of putting the table number on the other side of the dealer box, in front of the 1-seat.

"Now he's going to think he's the button," said Luske. It also seemed to us that Luske might think that the 1-seat was the button in certain hands, especially from his limited vantage on the other side of the dealer box. Nonetheless, the 1-seat didn't mind the switch and (for now) Luske seems mollified. It probably helps that he has almost 22,000 chips.

Tags: Marcel Luske