I was very friendly and affable as a dealer, usually making $80-$100 an hour in my tip box. Of course it was split evenly by dealer hour for the week.
Some weeks we would make $20,000 in dealer tips. Divide that by about 1400 "dealer hours" and that's what each person made per hour on top of the $4.25 minimum back then. If you worked 66 hours a week, you made a ton of cash.
There is a slight backstory on the $1,000 tip I took illegally.
Our conversation was very friendly at the table. I took the year off college to get in-state tuition. His daughter was my age and at the same university. I think he appreciated what I was trying to do. His winning 6k that day didn't hurt.
When we met at the gas station, I had changed into a hoodie and out of my tux/bow tie look. It was like a drug deal.
I was already rattled by the Natives that I worked for. I was a statistics major with a 31 ACT and I was taking orders from uneducated 50 year olds who, as I found out later thanks to online court records, had long rap sheets for DUIs and burglaries and bad checks. I just wanted to get along and do the job but one guy - a floor supervisor - in particular would do anything to make my life difficult. Sometimes if a white person was winning big, he would take me to surveillance (think the hammer in Casino) and accuse me of working with him.
By the time the $1,000 tip came about, I was about to give my notice and go back to school anyway.