Went to Las Vegas over the weekend popping my Vegas cherry. I hated it and loved it. We stayed at the Bellagio, which was super nice and fancy. It was an average of 106 degrees during the day.
We received terrible service everywhere we went. I got 'bitched on' by three busty and orange ladies (1. at the pool, gal hurries me into pool 2. at craps table, girl pushes me 3. at bar, I'm getting a table as it empties and girl swoops in and takes it - she is big and so are all her friends) Why? Dunno. Maybe because I looked like an easily squishable fly with my non stilletos, non boobies and non makeup. If there's one place in the world that has the lowest solidarity among women, it would have to be this lovely town - which I know is true because I have traveled to every city in every country in the world.
I played the penny slot machines because I'm a high-rollin' bitch like that. I won 20 dollars. Seeing old people lethargically play the slot machines was sad because their faces said, "hey look, I'm depressed."
Next time: I will stand up for myself when I get 'mean-girled' upon. I will take less lame pictures. I will win millions.
