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I woke up at 6:03 AM, which makes me 3 minutes late to work.  Thankfully I have coffee in my refrigerator from last night.  No time for anything today as I have back to back to back to back to back meetings.  Breakfast was a banana I took from the Wynn spa 3 days ago.  This is one of the top things that grinds my gears while working in Vegas.  Having to forage for food.  I want to sleep in leisurely and go out and order whatever I want for breakfast in a restuarant.  Not scouring my bags to see if there are any edible items in there because I am starving.

Sunrise:

I had a missed call on my phone from the hotel manager at California, about the survey I filled out.  He said he wanted to talk about “whatever happened.”   I called him back and got his voicemail.  I left a message saying thanks for the call.  I am over it now, I was just freaked out in the moment.  No need to call me back since I clearly gave feedback that I was concerned that someone had a key to my room. The last thing I want to do is talk to yet another manager who is acting as if this is so insignicant, which he clearly does since he said “whatever happened” in a dismissive tone.

He did call me back and apologized.  He understood the situation.  It was not the luggage part, it is the “does someone have a key to my room or not?!?” part, and the lack of communcation that no, it was the Bellman.  At this point, I am really over it and don’t really want to talk about it anymore with him or anyone from the hotel.  Like I am letting it go, you can too. Let’s not pretend anyone cares because their job is to care.  My job requires me to care and I fake it too.

I am fully comped and have tons of dining credit.  I am not looking for anything free here.  I am very conscious about being an “I want to talk to your manager!” person even though I am now a white woman in my 50s who recently chopped off about 18 inches of my hair.   I am only a few more inches away from having THE cut.

After work, I went to play, even though I am exhausted. I was able to stop myself from playing dollar Double Double Bonus video poker, but quarters are allowed!

So is Buffalo!
I then lost $400 on Buffalo Max, so maybe it shouldn’t be allowed.  I am going to be such a degenerate on this game until I either (a) get 6 bonus coins or (b) get four wilds in the bonus.  And possibly even more degenerate after I achieve these goals and win a million dollars.

I went to Circa to use the rest of my comps on a Victory burger.  This time I got an actual burger, unlike last time when I got back to my room and found a salad I had not ordered.

I played some Moolah after eating.  A man who looked a lot like Grandpa sat down next to me and told my machine “Give this woman a $500 bonus” before getting up and walking away without even playing.  Would have been really weird if it worked. It did not but…
I am exhausted so off to the room I go.  The sun is just setting when I go to bed.  I love the cotton candy sunset.

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