my first casino trip
Yeah, in my effort to accomplish many "firsts" before the year is over, I went to a casino for the first time! I went to Foxwoods to see Steve Harvey so I also saw a live comedy show and a celebrity for the first time.
After the show my friend and I went to a nightclub located down the hall from the show and partied until 2 am. I actually got home around 5-ish but it was all worth it.
I did something really stupid though. I left my purse in the car to reduce the amount of "stuff" I had to carry around, and my ID was in there. So we're waiting in line to get into the club and when it's our turn I realize that I don't have my ID.
I explain to the bouncer that I'm over 21 and was not planning on drinking. He checked with his superiors and said no. At this point my friend starts rummaging through her purse and says I think I have your ID. She hands me her mom's ID and I give this to the bouncer.
He takes a look at me and asks me, "Is this you?" I just smiled as if to say, "Yes, it's me tonight. I'm a 50 year old woman. Can you just use this to cover your ass?" He shows it to his superior and just when it looks like they're about to kick me and my friend out of the casino, I hop the rope and tell them I'll be back with my real ID.
I didn't realize that it was actually 7 miles from the bar to the car.
When I finally return, the place is packed, I'm sweating like a runaway slave, my feet are killing me, and I realize that I left my money in my purse which is in the car!
I had just enough money in my pocket to get in. No money to drink. I probably had a better time sober anyway.
There was a really nice guy who approached me, not to tell me how pretty he thought I was or to get my phone number, but to instead tell me that he broke his nose in two places.
His nose looked fine, and in case I didn't believe him, he shows me pictures of himself right after it had happened. There was blood all over his face! And this was right in the middle of the dance floor...
Of course, I had to ask him what happened. Apparently, he was in a bar fight. Someone hit him across the face with a chair, broke a bottle in his face, and hit him with the chair again.
I guess that's the most interesting thing that's ever happened to him because why else would he walk around showing females pictures of himself all bruised and bloody?
Did I gamble for the first time? Hell yeah! I met a really cute guy named Joey who gave me money to play a slot machine. I lost. But hey, he was sexy, we exchanged numbers and I gave him this here web address so maybe he'll visit. Actually, we did more than that but what happens in Mashantucket stays in Mashantucket.
Wait. Maybe I shouldn't have given him this web address. He's gonna think I'm nuts...
I should've taken pictures.
And Steve Harvey was NOT that funny. But, I had a really good time.
After the show my friend and I went to a nightclub located down the hall from the show and partied until 2 am. I actually got home around 5-ish but it was all worth it.
I did something really stupid though. I left my purse in the car to reduce the amount of "stuff" I had to carry around, and my ID was in there. So we're waiting in line to get into the club and when it's our turn I realize that I don't have my ID.
I explain to the bouncer that I'm over 21 and was not planning on drinking. He checked with his superiors and said no. At this point my friend starts rummaging through her purse and says I think I have your ID. She hands me her mom's ID and I give this to the bouncer.
He takes a look at me and asks me, "Is this you?" I just smiled as if to say, "Yes, it's me tonight. I'm a 50 year old woman. Can you just use this to cover your ass?" He shows it to his superior and just when it looks like they're about to kick me and my friend out of the casino, I hop the rope and tell them I'll be back with my real ID.
I didn't realize that it was actually 7 miles from the bar to the car.
When I finally return, the place is packed, I'm sweating like a runaway slave, my feet are killing me, and I realize that I left my money in my purse which is in the car!
I had just enough money in my pocket to get in. No money to drink. I probably had a better time sober anyway.
There was a really nice guy who approached me, not to tell me how pretty he thought I was or to get my phone number, but to instead tell me that he broke his nose in two places.
His nose looked fine, and in case I didn't believe him, he shows me pictures of himself right after it had happened. There was blood all over his face! And this was right in the middle of the dance floor...
Of course, I had to ask him what happened. Apparently, he was in a bar fight. Someone hit him across the face with a chair, broke a bottle in his face, and hit him with the chair again.
I guess that's the most interesting thing that's ever happened to him because why else would he walk around showing females pictures of himself all bruised and bloody?
Did I gamble for the first time? Hell yeah! I met a really cute guy named Joey who gave me money to play a slot machine. I lost. But hey, he was sexy, we exchanged numbers and I gave him this here web address so maybe he'll visit. Actually, we did more than that but what happens in Mashantucket stays in Mashantucket.
Wait. Maybe I shouldn't have given him this web address. He's gonna think I'm nuts...
I should've taken pictures.
And Steve Harvey was NOT that funny. But, I had a really good time.
posted by Mary at 9:32 AM
1 Comments:
OOHHHH...... I love the casino, that's right Im a gambler.... we'll have to go together sometime.
---Smurfette
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