Las Vegas: BuffaWHOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAA

Las Vegas day 10, waking up at Treasure Island. It is 7:00 am, I am out by 9:00.

I walk over to Mirage to use my dining credit for breakfast. The wait for The Pantry is 2 hours. I call the front desk and ask for a late check out and am told “sure!” but fortunately, I got a text saying if I want to sit at the bar, they can get me in now. Yes please!

Breakfast with a view:

I got coffee as soon as I sat down, but was not given silverware so I did not have a spoon. I don’t even know what it is like working in a restaurant when the wait is 2 hours long, but the restaurant is half empty because of Covid restrictions. Are they staffing less because of less customers?

I play some Buffalo once I am done eating. I cash out even. I tried Dragon Link and lost. Zorro maybe?? Nope. Sigh.

Walked back to Treasure Island.

Packed up my stuff and took an Uber to Flamingo. I hate the check in process at Caesars properties. You check in online but still have to check in again once you get there. WHY.

My room was in the Habitat Tower. I have never been in this tower before. My room was the last room in the long hallway.

The same thing that happened at Ballys is happening here. There is no ashtray and there is a sign on the door that this is a non smoking room. I call the front desk and they tell me it is a smoking room.

Then the smoke detector starts beeping from low battery. Oh come on. I need to shower and go to my Diamond Celebration dinner. I call, they are sending someone up. An hour later, I call back and explain that I need to take a shower and get dressed for my dinner reservation, I cannot stay here all night waiting to shower before the guy shows up. She tells me to put a Do Not Disturb sign on my door.

If you have been reading my blogs for years, you know this fucking set me off because I don’t have a fucking Do Not Disturb sign. “We can send one up.” Well how fucking long will THAT take? I need to shower. I don’t have time to wait for a sign, so that I can shower without being disturbed. For fuck’s sake. The hotel was empty for how long during the pandemic? You guys didn’t fucking proactively check the smoke detector batteries upon reopening?!

Yo, fuck this shit. I haven’t washed my hair in days because I cannot remember to buy shampoo. I need a shower. I am livid. Starbucks closes at 6:00. So I just go outside filthy as all fuck and get iced coffee and gamble. Fucking fuck you and fuck you too.

UGH.

I went into Linq because FUCK YOU FLAMINGO and looked for the machine that was nice to me on my trip. She is gone but I play the Buffalo that is in her place. Guys, what the fucking FUCK is this?!

900 x 108= $972 AND super free games?!

GUYS.

WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?

WHAT
THE
FUCKING
FUCK
IS
FUCKING
HAPPENING?!?

Jesus fucking christ.

I have to go to the room to deposit all this money into the safe before dinner. This is a nice problem to have.

From here, it is time for my Diamond celebration dinner. I chose Ruth Chris’s steakhouse for no real reason other than it was closest to Flamingo.

I arrived a bit early and played some Buffalo.

I had the petite filet and mashed potatoes. The steak came sizzling, I have no idea what that liquid is. Also note my glasses and straw wrapper. I could never be a professional Instagrammer.

After eating, I went to Walgreens and finally bought shampoo so I can FINALLY wash my hair again.

I stopped at Casino Royale. I hate that they do not offer room comps. It feels like my play here is wasted because I get nothing from it. But I love the casino. They do have a promo that if you lose $20, you get $20 in free play. Then you continue to get $20 more for every $100 you lose. I didn’t lose.