There are a few subtleties between �heat� and �sweat� from floor supervisory personnel. Consider both a threat to your longevity but also understand them for what they are: confidence and fear. Those who send vibes of �heat� are trying to give you the shaft and intend to prove you deserve it. If they can�t prove it, they�ll back you off anyway or break the shoe on you. They�re very brazen and full of confidence (albeit unwarranted confidence).
The floor supervisors who send the �sweat� vibes are lacking in confidence. If they suddenly look alarmed, it�s quite possible that they were startled by seeing their own shadows. Those that sweat do so in fear. They don�t have the sense to figure out what you�re doing, if anything, if you happen to be winning so they stand around thinking of excuses to tell their boss when the whip comes down. They usually don�t have the authority to back people off and they don�t have a rational explanation to give their boss for requesting to back you off. So they hide in fear. It�s only when their boss comes over and says �Where in the hell did he get all those chips?� that the sweat turns to heat.
Heat: Floor supervisor suspects you�re doing something and hangs out at your table.
Sweat: Floor supervisor just noticed a large amount of chips in front of you and checks the table inventory to see if you bought in or won big (they�re praying that you purchased them).
Heat: Floor supervisor �cuts into you� and tries to get your personal information.
Sweat: Floor supervisor stands off to the side of your table trying to intimidate you while trying not to shake (in fear) so noticeably.
Heat: Floor supervisor makes a phone call and stays away from your table.
Sweat: Floor supervisor changes the deck(s) on you to �alter the card rhythm.�
Heat: Floor supervisor changes the dealer on you.
Sweat: Floor supervisor is visibly dripping sweat off his forehead while biting his nails.
Heat: Floor supervisor pulls the last round out of the discard rack after you raise your wager to see if numerous �smalls� came out on the last round.
Sweat: Floor supervisor sends a cocktail waitress over to distract you (or even sing to you if you�re at the Rio. That�s why they wear those revealing outfits; so you can admire their lungs.)
Heat: Floor supervisor, pit manager, the casino owner, and three security guards stand around your table staring at you. Two of the security guards are slapping their batons in their hands while the third security guard is adjusting the sights on his pistol.
Sweat: Floor supervisor has borrowed a security guard�s pistol and is now pointing it at his own head.
Heat: Floor supervisor follows you to the restroom, cage, parking lot, hotel room, etc.
Sweat: Floor supervisor attempts to hide behind a podium, dealer, or another blackjack table and closes his or her eyes in hopes that you will leave, praying it will all turn out to be just a bad dream, like that one entire season of �Dallas.�
If you remember anything let it be this:
Sweat is something they do (to themselves) when you�re winning and they fear it�s because you possess skills that will expose the fact that they don�t have any business being in that pit watching those games. Sweat, like the games themselves, is always present in the pit. The table with the biggest wagers or the most people will bring the most sweat from the floor supervisors. They can�t watch more than one game at a time and most can�t even do that. Thus you have �sweat.� You cannot prevent �sweat� from a floor supervisor unless you physically knock them out cold (not recommended).
Heat is a deliberate plan of attack that a knowledgeable floor supervisor will take after observing that you show signs of having playing skills and abilities. This could be due to your betting pattern, a fumbled attempt on your part to rat-hole, obvious opposition betting, cheap shots, shoddy or careless and obvious B.P. transformations, table hopping while wearing a bright yellow beanie cap with a propeller on it, etc. You cannot make heat; it must be drawn and it can only be drawn by you. You can prevent heat. Popular belief dictates that �heat� is a natural element in a casino pit. This is a fable, old wives tale, tall tale, pure unadulterated bull! I will argue this point to the death.
�Sweat� =Passive!
�Heat� = Active!
