Well, let me take a step back and tell you the story about an older guy that Rene and I encountered at a restaurant on Monday night.
He was sitting at a table next to us by himself. We started chatting about nothing (we were starved, so a meaningless conversation was supposed to help suppress that hunger till our food arrived): where are you from, what are you here for, blah-blah-blah.
Me: I live in Missouri
Older Guy (OG): Oh... I think I have a sister in Missouri
Me: You think? You must not have been keeping in contact
OG: Well, it migh be her sons that live there
Me: You don't know where your nephews live either?
OG: She is not really my sister... My sister died and her soul reincarnated into this woman's body
Me and Rene:?????(puzzled looks, suppressing giggles)
Changing the subject. We started talking about our flights to Vegas.
OG: My son controls air traffic!
Me: That sounds like a great job. He must be enjoying it.
OG: He is... He just turned 5 years old last month...
Me and Rene:??????
This is when I started drinking heavily so can't remember how it all ended...
Tuesday.
We had to do some work on Tuesday from 8am till about 5pm (it took a lot of Starbucks to get us going in the morning. Luckily, there was one in the building where we were meeting). Once we got done, Rene and I had a plan to just walk around the strip and check out different casinos. I won't go into details but we saw some amazing stuff! After eating good food and having a few drinks, we ended up back at our hotel/casino and decided to play some Black Jack.
Now, I am a highroller so I had to wait for a table with $5 min. bets to open up :-) We were having a good time and I noticed this guy sitting at another black jack table who was staring at me. I was intrigued. He came over and took a seat at our table and introduced himself. His name was Adrian and he was from Germany, in Vegas on business. Shortly after that, I lost the amount of money I was planning on loosing that night so I was getting ready to go to sleep. As soon as I announced that I was leaving the table after my last chip is gone, Adrian started giving me his chips to play with just so I will stay longer. Loosing someone else's money is a lot more fun so I stayed... He was thrilled...
To be continued....
Friday, November 17, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
I love playing with other people's money.
Women are lucky that way, a guy would never have a woman come over and later give him chips to play with. :)
Post a Comment