Susie Addison has posed for six different Playboy Special Editions published in 2010. She’s also an ex-Marine who dealt blackjack at one of the biggest casinos in Vegas for three years. That’s right, cowboy — step right up, lose yourself in those big hazel eyes, and tell her whether you want to hit or stick. She’s still dealing, now at a new place — she’s the latest addition to the team of blackjack Bunnies at the Playboy Club at the Palms. She reports that she is loving her new job and is only sharing this advice in the hope that it will save you some embarrassment.

Susie Addison’s Lines You Shouldn’t Try With a Hot Dealer

Please, guys, remember that female dealers are not prostitutes. We are not lonely women looking for dates. And also keep this in mind: We recieve the same tired pick-up lines every night! So, if you are feeling “lucky” and you do want to ask out female black-jack dealer, here are pick-up lines that you should not use.

“Can I ask you a personal question?”

The answer is always “No.” I am not your BFF, I don’t want to know your name or your Facebook link. I’ve spent approximately twenty minutes playing blackjack with you as a part of my job; we do not have the kind of relationship that allows for “personal questions.”

“Don’t you feel bad for taking my money?”

The answer is usually “No.” Unless you are tipping. And even if you are tipping, that doesn’t mean you own the table. It’s my table. So, please refrain from bullying my other customers just because they didn’t hit a 16. You are playing $15 a hand. You are not a high roller.

“Do you mind if I smoke this enormous cigar at your table?”

The answer is always “Yes, I do mind.” What is up with you guys and cigars? Paging Dr. Freud! (Is a cigar just a cigar? Sometimes. Is a cigar always smelly and unwelcome in my general area while I’m trying to do my job? Yes.)

“What time do you get off work?”

The answer is “Never.” It’s part of my job to flirt, laugh, entertain and give you a warm feeling about gambling. Going on a date or hanging out with you after I leave work at 0500 is not part of my job description and in no way do I want it to be. May I remind you that this is Vegas: If you’re not having any luck at my blackjack table, there’s probably a different kind of establishment across the street with more favorable odds. I’m not talking about cards anymore.

Avoiding these over used pick-up lines can help you make a better impression if your goal is to hit on a female dealer in Las Vegas. But I’d say the odds are still stacked against you. (And please don’t give me any lines about my odds being stacked against you. I will call security.)

Friend Susie on MySpace at www.myspace.com/susieaddison if you want, although we recommend you visit her in person at Playboy Club at the Palms. (Just don’t be a geek.) And if you dig the ears-and-tail look, zip over to your local mega-bookstore and pick up 50 Years of the Playboy Bunny. Makes a great gift…