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Vegas, the final day

It just occured to me that I forgot to finish that series of posts.

Saturday I tried to sleep in, I really did. I think I lasted until 9ish. Got up and packed up, got everyone else up and packed and went downstairs to replace the room key/players card I’d left in a machine the night before. I forgot to mention about the 45 minutes I sat in the elevator lobby waiting for Casey the night before because I’d lost my key.

I’d won a t-shirt with my player’s card, and wasted another $20 in the machines waiting for CJ to check out of her room and come over. We headed over to the all-you-can-eat-all-day buffet and had a nice brunch. And gambled some more. CJ had a lot better luck than I did, doubling her money, but I think we both eventually walked out losers.  Went up to the pool deck to hang out for a while, then back to eat again.

I was so tired exhausted all I wanted to do was sleep or go home. Not a lot of sitting places in Vegas. Our ride to the airport showed up late, didn’t know how to get to the airport, stopped for gas on the way and got us lost AT the airport. Son’s dumbass friend. We should have took a cab, seriously.

Weird that I’d bought my plane tickets a week before CJ and we still ended up sitting next to each other. Casey chose to ride home with his friends so his seat was empty between us. And a really hot guy sat in front of me. He was a good sport with our teasing and flirting.

And then Ginnie was late picking us up from the airport.

Vegas, the final day

It just occured to me that I forgot to finish that series of posts.

Saturday I tried to sleep in, I really did. I think I lasted until 9ish. Got up and packed up, got everyone else up and packed and went downstairs to replace the room key/players card I’d left in a machine the night before. I forgot to mention about the 45 minutes I sat in the elevator lobby waiting for Casey the night before because I’d lost my key.

I’d won a t-shirt with my player’s card, and wasted another $20 in the machines waiting for CJ to check out of her room and come over. We headed over to the all-you-can-eat-all-day buffet and had a nice brunch. And gambled some more. CJ had a lot better luck than I did, doubling her money, but I think we both eventually walked out losers. Went up to the pool deck to hang out for a while, then back to eat again.

I was so tired exhausted all I wanted to do was sleep or go home. Not a lot of sitting places in Vegas. Our ride to the airport showed up late, didn’t know how to get to the airport, stopped for gas on the way and got us lost AT the airport. Son’s dumbass friend. We should have took a cab, seriously.

Weird that I’d bought my plane tickets a week before CJ and we still ended up sitting next to each other. Casey chose to ride home with his friends so his seat was empty between us. And a really hot guy sat in front of me. He was a good sport with our teasing and flirting.

And then Ginnie was late picking us up from the airport.

Originally published at Spellwight.


Repeat after me:

“That was a stupid irresponsible thing to do.”

Not me! I’m fucking brilliant compared to my son and his idiot friends.

First there was the M-girl that was so trashed by the time they arrived in Vegas that she sliced the shit out of the back of her leg while shaving and then passed out cold in our hotel room.

Then there’s my son who disappeared for hours with the only vehicle, coming back late and with an empty tank so CJ and I despaired getting to the airport in time.

Then there was (again) my son who decided to stay with the bunch instead of flying safely home with me.

After that, there was the idiot B who drank beers while driving the van homeward, got busted in Kingman for a DUI and got the van impounded. Because my son was also too drunk to drive and apparently those two of the 6 were the only ones with driver’s licenses.

Those four other people who for some stupid reason don’t have driver’s licenses. How stupid is to NOT have a driver’s license?

The one who called me and got pissed off that I wouldn’t drive up there and save them. From their own stupidity.

(Let me clarify, had they had car trouble or an accident or something else out of their own control, I would have gone to get them.)

Oh, and the drunk ass driver and his wife who left their kids at home with her parents and let the power run out instead of putting extra cash on the m-power. Priorities, right?

They got B out of  jail late this afternoon and because the van is in his name they couldn’t get it out of impound before closing time. So they’re stuck there another night.

Life lesson #54. Don’t fucking drink and drive doubledumbass! What a bunch of fucking losers.

Repeat after me: “That was a stupid irresponsible thing to do.”