VEGASSSSSS. Ignoring the fact that there has already been another trip taken and in queue for the blog report, we will get on with the Vegas weekend recap. As you can already tell, it was a huge success — a $13 cashout at the airport slots (off of a $5 investment). I came, I saw, I conquered.
So this summer has been packed with weddings and wedding related events, but this one was more difficult to swing in the workplace. A bachelorette? Hmm. A bachelorette in Vegas? Yup, my coworkers must think I’m a ginormous hooker.
Things learnt while on our inaugural trip to Vegas:
– throwing [new] underwear all over the bachelorette’s bed is a normal activity
– you can visit any major landmark, regardless which country it actually resides in. Don’t consider this an appropriate substitute for the real thing.
– we have a very classy broad entering the Prey family..
– the Bellagio brunch with all you can drink champagne is quite possibly the greatest activity (and bargain at $29) in the world
– Keno is the new blackjack
– Wet Republic (the VIP pool) is like being on MTV
– I might have been the only person in the world to bring an issue of Business Week to said pool
– Stacey is the queen of getting us invited into expensive cabanas
– bring your walking shoes.. The Strip goes on for milessss.
– one can’t be afraid of seeing boobs and equally offensive imagery, as inappropriate fliers completely litter the streets
– Grey Goose comes in gallon-sized bottles
– I really don’t own any Vegas appropriate [ie slutty] clothes
– chicks can get in anywhere they want in town
– it’s totally appropriate to take a stretch Hummer to get around town
– not at all a shocker: Pete Rose in Vegas
– Six Sigma training is brutal on its own. Six Sigma training the day after Vegas is suicidal.
Til the next wedding event..