[rageotones]

part 14

well, i'm ready to go and celebrate my victory w/some drunken debauchery.

i decide to take a cab down to meet my friend, and it costs $6 before tip. i'm such a schmuck for taking the monorail the night before.

i go to the bar there and grab a redbull b/c i'm freaking tired still, but i have to get up for saturday night.

i have about 375 or so on me, b/c i know better than taking a crapload of cash with me when i'm going to do some drinking. i wait for my friend to get ready, and we hang out in the lobby while we wait to meet up with one of his buddies. i want a drink, but i've already learned my lesson from the $8 drinks at the bar. what do we do in this situation kids?

helloooooo penny slots.

i sit down at a slot machine and put in one whole dollar. lucky for me, a cocktail waitress comes by about 30 seconds after i sit down, and i'm in for a crown and coke. i'm literally playing 1 line at 1 cent per line. wow, this is boring. luckily, the low-limit slots are so freaking confusing, only betting 1 cent isn't a big deal b/c you can't even tell what you would have hit had you been betting more lines.

i'm down a cool 30 cents or so by the time i get my drink. i tip and donk off my last 70 cents before we get ready to head out.

so my buddy (MB), his friend (HF), and i head out. we decide to walk the strip for a few just wandering around. i decide i don't really like this idea after we've been outside 30 seconds or so b/c it's freaking cold out. oh well. we go into bellagio and wander around for a minute b/c MF hasn't ever been inside.

after we're there a couple of minutes, a guy hands us a card for 2-for-1 drinks at caramel or some club inside. what the hell...why not check it out? we go there since there isn't a cover and grab a drink. it's not too packed, except for the bar. while they're standing in line, i scurry around to the other side of the bar to try and get in a little faster. i'm still standing in the same spot while they're finishing their drinks.

man, this chick is totally ignoring me for like 5 minutes. that's a long time when you're standing right up at the bar. i ask one of the waitresses if i can order from her, and she shoots me down but reassures me that the bartender will get to me soon.

FINALLY, i get the bar tender to notice me, and i order two vodka tonic, give her my card thing, and what i think is two 5's which i hope will cover it before the tip.

i stand there for a few minutes, and i see her pour what i think are my drinks, but she hands them to the waitresses. another minute goes by, and she hands me five 1's, and a bill for $10, but no drinks.

i stand there dumbfounded for about 45 seconds trying to work this out in my head.

what the hell just happened?

i finally get her attention and i'm like, "ummm, what happened?" she says i gave her 15, which was news to me, and 5 was my change.

"ok, so do i get my drinks?"

ohhhhh. yeah, those drinks sitting there by the waitresses are mine too. then, to top it off, i law down 3 1's to put in my pocket so i can hand her 2, and then this barback guy comes by and quickly sweeps up the money towards the chick. WTF? i guess i'm tipping that amount.

all the while, my friends have already finished their drinks. i just take my two, and we walk directly out of the bar. that place sucks. it immediately kills my mood, but i'm determined to have fun, so we go grab a cab to hard rock.


ok, i seriously did my best to finish this before monday, but it's 1:30, and i gotta crash for work tomorrow...

i'll try and get the rest up tomorrow. i promise that stripclubs will come into play soon.