Vegas

Vegas 1980 or 1982 April 7, 2013 While working for a company called Telxon selling barcode equipment, it was cool back then, I was assigned to a beer distributor’s show. While there I was to entertain and take care of customers in the evening while working the floor of the show during the day. One evening I was to go out and watch people gamble. I was to pick up their tabs and make sure they were happy. It helped to have an unlimited expense account back then. I went to my room to have dinner before I went out for the evening. I have been known to spill food on myself while watching TV and eating so I came up with a great idea. After room service was delivered I undressed to eat, thinking I wouldn’t get any food on my clothes. I was very proud of this until after I finished dinner. As some of you may know when you have finished your meal in a hotel room you slide your tray into the hallway and someone will pick it up later. Well I went to the door opened it slowly looked into the hallway to make sure no one could see me and I slid my tray onto the floor next to my door. Then it happened. As I was bent over the door closed hitting me in the backside and pushed me into the hallway. I was wearing nothing but my underwear and socks standing in front of my door. Well after I let out a few choice words I started to consider my options. Standing in the hallway in one piece underwear I figured it wasn’t the best idea to knock on doors for help considering what city I was in and how it would look. At this time there wasn’t any house phones on the floor because some people might use them to call various rooms to arrange a meeting if you get my drift. So I headed to the elevators. I pushed the down button, the doors opened and my prayers for an empty elevator were not answered. A man dressed as an English Butler with bowler hat, three piece suit and cane burst into laughter. As I tried to explain he just thought it was funnier. The doors opened. If you have been to an upscale casino in Vegas you know they have shopping areas in-between the elevators and the casino floor. At least they did back then. The walls were glass for security to see into the store. Well when the doors opened two ladies dressed to the hilt saw me and I thought they were going to have a heart attack. To say the least I got a disgusted look. To say the most if the internet had been around they would have been checking the sexual offender’s web site looking for my photo! I took about three steps when security introduced themselves to me and made me stand there without offering a towel or nothing while I explained my story. One of them even asked for ID. Considering my situation I didn’t give the answer I wanted to. Anyway they called the front desk escorted me back to my room checked my ID and all was well. I didn’t tell the clients. I did tell April who laughed for a month.