The moment you've all been waiting for.
Ok now that I have a little more time on my hands to say what happened to me the past few days. To start with I have been having some weird nights at work lately. Last week Friday we had a Female Country Music Star come to the Casino. Who it was I can not say because of some rules we have in place and
blah blah blah. So when she came in I was going to card her because I couldn't see her overly well from the angle that she came in from and she didn't have her ID. Her manager or husband, which one he was I don't know came up to me and said "Do you know who this is?" I said "No, not off the top of my head." "Do you listen to Country Music?" "Not really." "She is (left out)."
He only gave the first name so I didn't know. Then he said the full name and by this time she got close enough that I could see her and I then realized that it was her, and she said "Did you need to see my ID because I looked young? Oh you are such a sweetie."
Well that was a good one. Now for some of the bad stuff. On wednesday Misty and I had to go down to Burlington to get Misty's mom out of her old apartment and put most all of her and Misty's stuff in to storage. To start with the U-haul that we got was to small to get everything in one move, so we had to do it in two loads and about $21 extra so the whole thing cost us about $150 to move her. I had to call in for thursdays because we couldn't make it back in time. <-- That will come back to haunt me. So yeah we got back Friday afternoonish and I went over to the apartment office and the manger said "Are you Scott Pieper?" "Yes why?" "Do you dive a red Pontiac Grand Prix?" Yeah, was I not spouse to park it where its at?" "No your car is parked fine but somebody broke out the passenger side window yesterday." If I would of gone back thursday night I might of avoided that. Plus now on top of that I now have 5 points for attendance and I can only get 7 or 8 plus if you have more that 4 you get a counseling, and if have any counselings in the past 90 days you can't transfer departments. Now what relevance does this have to my story you ask. The slot tech job I have been dieing for just opened up on my property. SONS OF BICTHS!
Before all of that I did have fun at work. The comedy club that is on our property had a Male Strip show called "The Men of Las Vegas." So my friend Jeff was outside patrol the first hour and when he was checking over by the club some of the "performers" where getting ready in one of the hallways that we have to check to make sure that it was locked and he walked in on three guys semi-dressed. I guess one guy was wearing TIGHT jeans and chaps, and other two where only in underwear oiling each other up. When he came in for a quick break he said, "Man I just want to go home, work on cars and screw a Cheerleader." I had something happen to me also when I was outside. The club had some ladies who had a little argument that got out of control and I had to go over and assist. Some of her friends where still there and where trying to cheer her up and on said to me "Hun we are trying to convince her that what she needs to go into that club and have a Penis waved in her face, but she doesn't want to go back in. I know she has $5 here in her bra... YOU SHOULD WAVE YOUR PENIS IN HER FACE!" Uh gee let me think about that... NO! There was cameras all around watching my every move and I think that would of spelled the end of my career at the Isle.
So yeah that does it for me and I need to get a nap before work because once again 4 hrs. of sleep today.
blah blah blah. So when she came in I was going to card her because I couldn't see her overly well from the angle that she came in from and she didn't have her ID. Her manager or husband, which one he was I don't know came up to me and said "Do you know who this is?" I said "No, not off the top of my head." "Do you listen to Country Music?" "Not really." "She is (left out)."
He only gave the first name so I didn't know. Then he said the full name and by this time she got close enough that I could see her and I then realized that it was her, and she said "Did you need to see my ID because I looked young? Oh you are such a sweetie."
Well that was a good one. Now for some of the bad stuff. On wednesday Misty and I had to go down to Burlington to get Misty's mom out of her old apartment and put most all of her and Misty's stuff in to storage. To start with the U-haul that we got was to small to get everything in one move, so we had to do it in two loads and about $21 extra so the whole thing cost us about $150 to move her. I had to call in for thursdays because we couldn't make it back in time. <-- That will come back to haunt me. So yeah we got back Friday afternoonish and I went over to the apartment office and the manger said "Are you Scott Pieper?" "Yes why?" "Do you dive a red Pontiac Grand Prix?" Yeah, was I not spouse to park it where its at?" "No your car is parked fine but somebody broke out the passenger side window yesterday." If I would of gone back thursday night I might of avoided that. Plus now on top of that I now have 5 points for attendance and I can only get 7 or 8 plus if you have more that 4 you get a counseling, and if have any counselings in the past 90 days you can't transfer departments. Now what relevance does this have to my story you ask. The slot tech job I have been dieing for just opened up on my property. SONS OF BICTHS!
Before all of that I did have fun at work. The comedy club that is on our property had a Male Strip show called "The Men of Las Vegas." So my friend Jeff was outside patrol the first hour and when he was checking over by the club some of the "performers" where getting ready in one of the hallways that we have to check to make sure that it was locked and he walked in on three guys semi-dressed. I guess one guy was wearing TIGHT jeans and chaps, and other two where only in underwear oiling each other up. When he came in for a quick break he said, "Man I just want to go home, work on cars and screw a Cheerleader." I had something happen to me also when I was outside. The club had some ladies who had a little argument that got out of control and I had to go over and assist. Some of her friends where still there and where trying to cheer her up and on said to me "Hun we are trying to convince her that what she needs to go into that club and have a Penis waved in her face, but she doesn't want to go back in. I know she has $5 here in her bra... YOU SHOULD WAVE YOUR PENIS IN HER FACE!" Uh gee let me think about that... NO! There was cameras all around watching my every move and I think that would of spelled the end of my career at the Isle.
So yeah that does it for me and I need to get a nap before work because once again 4 hrs. of sleep today.