Talking with my coworkers quickly led me to the conclusion that sales just wasn’t for me. The top performer wasn’t even bringing in $60k a year, and I, as the bottom performer, was destined to make the minimum of $15 per hour.
I had been banned from MGM Springfield for, let’s just say, “disorderly conduct”, back in March, so live PLO wasn’t an option, though it was a fix I was craving. Online short stacking was still somewhat viable, but when you figure that at best you can only make $50k a year doing that (before taxes), what exactly is a poker pro supposed to do with the rest of his life???
Now granted $50k sounds like a lot, particularly if you are reading this from Eastern Europe, but after listing all my expenses, I was filled with the dread that bringing in $750 a week after taxes (if lucky) meant never enjoying another free moment and never getting out of debt. I would literally be just a slave to a very unhappy hold’em grind, a game which I have mostly come to despise (outside of tournaments, which I still love).
Then, this summer, a new casino opened up 1.5 hours away in Boston, Encore Boston Harbor. It boasted of a lot of PLO action at the $2/2 and $5/5 level, and I had heard from a friend that the cash games there were fire. That’s not all that surprising, of course, as New England isn’t a really a spot known for its poker talent.
Unfortunately, I just didn’t have the money to play and nowhere to get it. Even still, two and a half months into the job I quit, planning on going back to Louisville to be near my kids and hopefully landing a job as a fine dining waiter.