First off, I've been there 4 times in the last 1 1/2 months.
But this weekend finally made me not wanna go back for a while
Was only a short strip, Thursday - Saturday. Flew out after work on Thursday, got to LAX 55 minutes before the flight, supposed to be there 2 hours before. I was scared I wasn't gonna make it. I'm starving, only had a small *** chicken bowl for lunch. Been running around, worried I won't make it in time so I don't get any food. Get through security and get to the lobby, 5 minutes before plane boards so i say eff it, I'll get food there. Plane gets delayed 30 minutes
Get to Vegas, head straight to the room, friends are waiting on me. Shower, get ready and head out for the night, not enough time to eat. I knew it was a bad idea. Get to the club, get a table, and do not remember anything past maybe 2 am. Leave with a girl, NO IDEA how we get back to my room, did we walk? Cab? No clue. Lock the door, didn't want my buddies to walk in. Knock out, forget to unlock the door, buddies come, door is locked. They can't wake me up, so they have to go sleep at a friends room
Wake up the next morning, and realize I forgot to call in sick!!!
It's 1.5 hours after my shift has begun, and I barely call in. I had planned to call around 4 am to get it out of the way, did not happen
Get that situated then I'm like wtf happened last night and where's this girl at? Turn over, there a note there she wrote me and a rose pedal chillin on the pillow
Straight outta the movies I swear. Friends come back to the room, feel bad for locking them out but they're cool about it.
Night # 2
Text the girl to have as a back up for the night. Get drunk again, leave with the same girl. Pass out, forget to unlock the door AGAIN
Needless to say, my friends were not happy
Saw the bill for the club for night #2 and it's WAY more than I expected. Now I'm patiently awaiting the bill/invoice from my buddy after he splits the total for the trip