HurricaneMikey
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Ok, so this week I've had no internet access due to the spur-of-the-moment relocation looking for a place that actually had hot water and electricity.
So Monday morning I decide to go down to the business center at the Frontier and use their internet access for a couple of hours to catch up on email, do a little surfing, and re-connect with the world outside of Vegas.
After that, I was feeling kind of hungry, and in my never-ending quest to eat at all of the good restaurants in Vegas, I made my way down to the Convention Center area to have a meal at a well-known spot with the purpose of sharing my thoughts with you fine folks and offering a bit of a review. However, due to my experience there, I am unable to divulge the name of the place I went. I will just say that the food was good, and the bar connected thereto has become my new home.
Due to the NAB convention in town this week, my choice of restaurants seemed a little dubious. I checked in with the hostess stand and was told that it would be about a 15 minute wait for a table. I asked if the bar was open, and it was, so I decided try for a cup of coffee in there while I waited.
I was the only patron in the bar at the time, and seemingly the only patron in the entire establishment not wearing a convention badge. But the bartender, a young hottie in her mid-twenties with nobody to serve at the time, welcomed me and fixed me up with a great cup of coffee.
We started talking, I worked the Mikey Mojo, and we were laughing it up and having a great time when they finally called my name. She told me to come back and see her after breakfast, and of course I agreed.
My breakfast was excellent--a ham & cheese omelet, hash browns, sourdough toast. The service was quick and I was paying the check a half hour later. After that, back to the bar. As soon as I sat down, my new bartender friend said "Hey, you were playing video poker, right?
Um, yeah...Yeah I was...
She responded with "Good answer!" and set a comp ticket in front of me and told me that all my Coronas were on her.
I was rather enjoying my free beer, the company of an attractive gal, and the mischievious knowledge that I was actually skipping school. It was turning out to be a pretty good Monday. It got even better when one of the other waitresses came in to visit with us between serving her tables, and again, she was another total hottie! Even though I was flying without a wingman, I was doing ok with the ladies and they both seemed to enjoy my company. Either that, or I was just the only one talking to them...
Before long, four complete arseholes showed up and ruined The Vibe. They sat at the other end of the bar, already drunk, and immediately started their version of hitting on the ladies in the crudest terms possible. But of course they just thought they were being funny...
After about another half hour of this, I decided I didn't want to listen to their boorish behavior and told the gals I had errands to run and that I had to go. They told me to come back when I was done--they didn't wish to suffer alone! So I said I would. School could wait a day--I've already got two jobs!
A few hours later I finished up my errands and found my way back to my new favorite bar. I got a big smile from my new friends "Kris" and "Maria", but dammit, those same four assholes were still at the bar, still drinking, still annoying everyone else with their junior-high-level double entendres and strip-club verbosity.
I shook my head, sat down, and Kris made me tall Pina Colada with Appletons Rum. What a damn fine drink it was!
Not only that, but she made an entire pitcher for me and kept it on ice.
At one point, the jerks at the end of the bar finally crossed the line, so I spoke up. I set my drink down, stood up, and said in a voice loud enough for the entire bar to hear, "Listen dudes, you must have the ugliest f*cking wives on the entire planet, because you sure as shit don't know how to talk to an attractive woman!! So just do the rest of us a favor and please shut the F*CK up because you have absolutely no chance of scoring with any of the women in this place, and you're just embarrassing yourselves!"
At that point, I became the hero, and the four morons finally shut up, thinking that I either owned the place or was just stone-cold crazy.
After that, Kris kept insisting on making me other drinks, and they kept landing in front of me. After about four of them, I started to worry about how much it was going to cost. I think a Pina Colada in that joint was like nine bucks, and not being a man of great income at the present, I felt like I was spending far beyond my means.
So I asked Kris to tell me what my tab looked like. She leaned in, put her arm around my neck, pulled me in close and whispered, "Don't worry about it. I put all your drinks on their tab, (pointing to the pricks at the end of the bar, who were already somewhere north of $300 for the day)!
Yep, I guess in retrospect, that's the moment I fell in love...
And the morons signed the ticket and never noticed.
She told me that she'd be working the next day, too, and to come back and visit her again. So I left at six, bidding her and Maria Ciao for now!
The next morning, I was back at 10am for breakfast. As luck would have it, Maria was my waitress, so I was off to a good start. After another pretty good meal, I was back at the bar sipping free Coronas and laughing it up with my two new--and did I mention highly attractive--friends.
This day I had no errands to run, no place I had to be, no issues that needed to be addressed. So I spent the entire day like Norm on the corner barstool, except instead of drinking beer, I was sampling random martinis and fruity drinks.
Good Times. Good times indeed.
The end of the day came much too soon, but at least this time phone numbers were exchanged and plans were made for extra-curricular activities outside of work.
In the meantime, I still have an appointment to drink for free next Monday. I think I'll be going back.
And oh by the way...In the course of our conversations, Kris told me that she's never been to the Caribbean, and she'd *really* like to go someday...
Mikey
[ April 22, 2005, 12:20 AM: Message edited by: HurricaneMikey ]
So Monday morning I decide to go down to the business center at the Frontier and use their internet access for a couple of hours to catch up on email, do a little surfing, and re-connect with the world outside of Vegas.
After that, I was feeling kind of hungry, and in my never-ending quest to eat at all of the good restaurants in Vegas, I made my way down to the Convention Center area to have a meal at a well-known spot with the purpose of sharing my thoughts with you fine folks and offering a bit of a review. However, due to my experience there, I am unable to divulge the name of the place I went. I will just say that the food was good, and the bar connected thereto has become my new home.
Due to the NAB convention in town this week, my choice of restaurants seemed a little dubious. I checked in with the hostess stand and was told that it would be about a 15 minute wait for a table. I asked if the bar was open, and it was, so I decided try for a cup of coffee in there while I waited.
I was the only patron in the bar at the time, and seemingly the only patron in the entire establishment not wearing a convention badge. But the bartender, a young hottie in her mid-twenties with nobody to serve at the time, welcomed me and fixed me up with a great cup of coffee.
We started talking, I worked the Mikey Mojo, and we were laughing it up and having a great time when they finally called my name. She told me to come back and see her after breakfast, and of course I agreed.
My breakfast was excellent--a ham & cheese omelet, hash browns, sourdough toast. The service was quick and I was paying the check a half hour later. After that, back to the bar. As soon as I sat down, my new bartender friend said "Hey, you were playing video poker, right?
Um, yeah...Yeah I was...
She responded with "Good answer!" and set a comp ticket in front of me and told me that all my Coronas were on her.
I was rather enjoying my free beer, the company of an attractive gal, and the mischievious knowledge that I was actually skipping school. It was turning out to be a pretty good Monday. It got even better when one of the other waitresses came in to visit with us between serving her tables, and again, she was another total hottie! Even though I was flying without a wingman, I was doing ok with the ladies and they both seemed to enjoy my company. Either that, or I was just the only one talking to them...
Before long, four complete arseholes showed up and ruined The Vibe. They sat at the other end of the bar, already drunk, and immediately started their version of hitting on the ladies in the crudest terms possible. But of course they just thought they were being funny...
After about another half hour of this, I decided I didn't want to listen to their boorish behavior and told the gals I had errands to run and that I had to go. They told me to come back when I was done--they didn't wish to suffer alone! So I said I would. School could wait a day--I've already got two jobs!
A few hours later I finished up my errands and found my way back to my new favorite bar. I got a big smile from my new friends "Kris" and "Maria", but dammit, those same four assholes were still at the bar, still drinking, still annoying everyone else with their junior-high-level double entendres and strip-club verbosity.
I shook my head, sat down, and Kris made me tall Pina Colada with Appletons Rum. What a damn fine drink it was!
At one point, the jerks at the end of the bar finally crossed the line, so I spoke up. I set my drink down, stood up, and said in a voice loud enough for the entire bar to hear, "Listen dudes, you must have the ugliest f*cking wives on the entire planet, because you sure as shit don't know how to talk to an attractive woman!! So just do the rest of us a favor and please shut the F*CK up because you have absolutely no chance of scoring with any of the women in this place, and you're just embarrassing yourselves!"
At that point, I became the hero, and the four morons finally shut up, thinking that I either owned the place or was just stone-cold crazy.
After that, Kris kept insisting on making me other drinks, and they kept landing in front of me. After about four of them, I started to worry about how much it was going to cost. I think a Pina Colada in that joint was like nine bucks, and not being a man of great income at the present, I felt like I was spending far beyond my means.
So I asked Kris to tell me what my tab looked like. She leaned in, put her arm around my neck, pulled me in close and whispered, "Don't worry about it. I put all your drinks on their tab, (pointing to the pricks at the end of the bar, who were already somewhere north of $300 for the day)!
Yep, I guess in retrospect, that's the moment I fell in love...
And the morons signed the ticket and never noticed.
She told me that she'd be working the next day, too, and to come back and visit her again. So I left at six, bidding her and Maria Ciao for now!
The next morning, I was back at 10am for breakfast. As luck would have it, Maria was my waitress, so I was off to a good start. After another pretty good meal, I was back at the bar sipping free Coronas and laughing it up with my two new--and did I mention highly attractive--friends.
This day I had no errands to run, no place I had to be, no issues that needed to be addressed. So I spent the entire day like Norm on the corner barstool, except instead of drinking beer, I was sampling random martinis and fruity drinks.
Good Times. Good times indeed.
The end of the day came much too soon, but at least this time phone numbers were exchanged and plans were made for extra-curricular activities outside of work.
In the meantime, I still have an appointment to drink for free next Monday. I think I'll be going back.
And oh by the way...In the course of our conversations, Kris told me that she's never been to the Caribbean, and she'd *really* like to go someday...
Mikey
[ April 22, 2005, 12:20 AM: Message edited by: HurricaneMikey ]
