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I'd head for the 'Cage' and redeem my PURPLE PRIZE!
"May I help you..." the girl behind the cage asked. I reached into my pocket and..............................GONE, WHERE IS IT! Panic swept through my whole body....."I couldn't have...did I... I MUST HAVE!" I ran back to the table I was playing and looked around for the Cocktail waitress....she was gone. I search the whole area, up one slot row and down the other....GONE! WHERE THE 'F' IS SHE! Standing on the far side of the floor, near the 'Well', SURROUNDED BY ALL HER FELLOW COCKTAIL WAITRESSES...(sigh) wasmywaitress. I just tipped a LUXOR Cocktail Waitress FIVE HUNDRED BUCKS! I started to walk towards her, then stopped when she spotted me. Blowing me kisses from across the carpeted sidewalk she squeeled... "thank you sooo much sweetie! thank you, thank you, thankyouverymuch. I am so depressed...I AM SOOOO FRIGGIN' DEPRESSED!!! I wondered for a while...don't know how long, it didn't matter at that point. I wanted my money, I wanted a drink, I wanted my room/mybed! The cab line was short. I crawled in the back seat and told the driver CIRCUS CIRCUS please. Wonderful CIRCUS CIRCUS...at this point I didn't care where I was staying, what my room was like, I was in such a bad mood, I just needed some sleep. I wonder if there's any kids still up at this hour I can kick when I get there. When we pulled up, I reached for my wallet and the $15. fare when I realized |
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that the driver was already out of the cab as i fumbled for some dough... My blurred vision finally cleared & i could see him being questioned by a member of the LV Taxi Cab Authority. I got out and waited for their little conversation to be over while the LVTCA deputy wrote something on a 'pad of paper' and mumbled something like 'Maryland Parkway Strip Tropicana Decatur Sunset'... but i didnt care, i was at the Circus Circus!!
Finally the driver told me "the fare is eight dollars sir, no tip is necessary". I gave him eight dollars & toked him a drink coupon for Harrah's Atlantic City. My gosh... there were kids everywhere, even saw a 15 year old pushing a stroller with her baby. Once i got into the casino i immediately noticed the
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the irritating pintching on my back, under my shirt...
It was CARROT TOP's ticket...still in it's large white envelope, gold seal still attatched in it's virgin like state...I'd stuffed it into my back pocket and it was poking me now under my shirt...another disaster for the evening...I completely forgot about his Show...could anything else go wrong?!? (hope Raymond didn't wait up all night for me) ...LOL as Randy would say, hmmm, wonder what ever happened to our old TexasRanger friend... I slowly waked to my elevators, leaving the sound of the casion behind me. As the doors closed, I was alone...and silence surrounded me for the first time that night...only the ringging in my ears kept me awake at this point. My floor, doors opened, and I started the long walk down to the very end of the hallway. I felt like I was in an old Afred Hitchcock movie where you're walking, your destination far off in front of you, but you're not going anywhere. One step at a time, one foot in front of the other... I laughed out loud as I bumped one side of the hallway, then the other as my room came into view. After several attempts to get my 'CardKey' in the right UPRIGHT possision, the door opened...I removed the 'PRIVACY PLEASE' sign from the door knob and (probably) just tossed in on the floor outside my room. In the dark, the bed found me. The cool pillow against my face was the best thing that had happened to me all night...nothing seemed to matter now, tomorrows another da Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz |
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![]() ![]() umph snif aaaaaa phift....."wa what time is it? Ooooh man, what a dream...more like a nightmare... I' I'm home! I'M HOME!.....HOME, 'Toto', IT WAS ALL JUST A DREAM! ...gotta get UP!, I'VE GOT A TRIP REPORT TO WRITE! |
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