Effectively, this is what happened. Assuming the schedules keep up as they have been, what's happened to me is basically just the equivalent of a demotion. A demotion following a couple weeks of unpaid vacation. So...not the best thing in the world, but also definitely not the worst. There exist certain gradations of dealers in our poker room, some subtler than others, and nothing really formally codified, just sort of...understood. I mean, some things have practical lines of demarcation, like pay rates or access to benefits or whatever, but other stuff is more nebulous and is generally centered around how you're scheduled. I've effectively been bumped down a level (as was everyone else who was laid off with me). Actually, it remains to be seen whether this will end up providing me with a sustainable level of income, but it's still a hell of a lot better than nothing, so...I'll take it. I'd, of course, be able to support myself in this new situation fine if I were still living in Mom's spare room, but...things being what they are, my living expenses are somewhat higher than they once were. :) Still, we'll see what shakes out. I'll know more in a couple weeks when a paycheck rolls around. Then I get to see how well the new setup stacks up against unemployment money. I'm guessing the job pays more, but...neither option is really sufficient, so this might all mean me looking for a new job anyway. We'll see.
Anyway, that was about it. I still remember how to deal, and I only flubbed a couple things here and there as I was getting back into the swing of things. I didn't think it would happen, but it actually felt good to put the uniform back on and sit back down in the box. Still hoping I can limp my way through to January and then see where things go from there.