"You don't have to explain"

Harrah's last night. I have the dealer button. The guy on my left is new to the table. After the flop, we're all waiting for him. It's not easy to tell from his body language whether he's thinking about what to do or drifting in space, unaware that it's his turn.

Finally he seems to sense that everybody is watching him, so he turns to the dealer and asks, "Is it my turn?"

The dealer doesn't just say "yes," but takes the time to point to the button, and explain, "After the flop, the person to the left of that button will always go first."

The player takes offense at this, gets into a bit of a huff, and says, "You don't have to explain everything to me. This isn't my first time."

Well, dude, if you can't figure out that it's your turn from the fact that the button is one space to your right, then, yeah, the dealer does need to explain that to you.

There's no shame in not knowing something. There is shame, however, in pretending that you understand something when you really don't.