Busy at home
Decided to stay home tonight since I really needed to take take care of business around here.
Chhaya got a bath, not her favorite thing to take part in but she is now clean and sleeping under a warm blanket.
Then I dusted and vacuumed. Earlier I mopped the floors. After writing this I am going to scrub the tub and take a bath.
I want this place to be clean. I love it when it's clean at home. I don't like it messy. Well messy is ok but not dirty.
My place in Vegas is way larger than the apartment I have here in Kenai. I have a one bedroom here. But that's ok for now.
Speaking of Vegas.....I have a memory to share.
People always think that working as a dancer in Vegas means that you make all kinds of money.....lots of money.....
Well, I can only speak for myself, my friends that I danced with there and from what I have seen. Usually the money is ok.
There can be some very bad nights and some good ones but from my experience having amazing money nights consistently, that is not going
to happen. Unless you do more than just dance. Which some girls do, of course.
I went gambling with people I met at work a few times, always brought another friend with me. And it was almost always too much of a hassle
to be worth it. I do know girls that had great gambling experiences with people they met at work though.
One time I met, what seemed to be a very cool and fun guy, at Crazy Horse Too. We got along really well and he asked me if I would like to
join him for some gambling. I was kind of over work that night, so I said that I would go but only if I could bring my friend Shelley with me.
AND since we were leaving work early, we needed $ 350 each just to go and some money to gamble with.
To make up for the potential loss at work. Not unheard of in Vegas.
And I also made sure that he understood that it would be gambling ONLY and no more than a few hours.
He seemed to get it, agreed and off we went to gamble.
Since me and Shelley are polite we didn't want to ask for the money upfront. HA! My advice is, take the money first, forget about being nice
and polite. We gambled for a few hours. It got to be a little after 5 AM and we said we needed leave pretty soon. Tired.
He said he had the money in the room. Ok, fine, up we go to the room. I wasn't worried because in between me and Shelley,
we can fight especially Shelley - very feisty.
I saw that he had enough chips on the table in the room to cover our little gambling expenditure.
But once we got up to the room he basically said that he was expecting MORE and didn't want to give us the money anymore.
Well, of course we reminded him of our agreement and that we never even remotely made him think that there would be more.
Trust me, IF I was going to do "more" $ 350 wouldn't even begin to cover it.
So, we got pissed off, he got pissed off and starting shooing us out of the room.
The thing about him was that he had been wearing a pair of really expensive sunglasses the whole night. He was really proud over them, thought they looked really good on him and they were also newly acquired.
Well, since we didn't get the money, right before he closed the door to his room at the Bellagio, Shelley snatched the sunglasses off his face and
broke them in two pieces. He was not happy but whatever! Jerk!
So off we went, laughing........another night in Vegas......
And no, I have never done "more" for money. That is not for me. That part of me is only shared with people that I want to share it with.
Chhaya got a bath, not her favorite thing to take part in but she is now clean and sleeping under a warm blanket.
Then I dusted and vacuumed. Earlier I mopped the floors. After writing this I am going to scrub the tub and take a bath.
I want this place to be clean. I love it when it's clean at home. I don't like it messy. Well messy is ok but not dirty.
My place in Vegas is way larger than the apartment I have here in Kenai. I have a one bedroom here. But that's ok for now.
Speaking of Vegas.....I have a memory to share.
People always think that working as a dancer in Vegas means that you make all kinds of money.....lots of money.....
Well, I can only speak for myself, my friends that I danced with there and from what I have seen. Usually the money is ok.
There can be some very bad nights and some good ones but from my experience having amazing money nights consistently, that is not going
to happen. Unless you do more than just dance. Which some girls do, of course.
I went gambling with people I met at work a few times, always brought another friend with me. And it was almost always too much of a hassle
to be worth it. I do know girls that had great gambling experiences with people they met at work though.
One time I met, what seemed to be a very cool and fun guy, at Crazy Horse Too. We got along really well and he asked me if I would like to
join him for some gambling. I was kind of over work that night, so I said that I would go but only if I could bring my friend Shelley with me.
AND since we were leaving work early, we needed $ 350 each just to go and some money to gamble with.
To make up for the potential loss at work. Not unheard of in Vegas.
And I also made sure that he understood that it would be gambling ONLY and no more than a few hours.
He seemed to get it, agreed and off we went to gamble.
Since me and Shelley are polite we didn't want to ask for the money upfront. HA! My advice is, take the money first, forget about being nice
and polite. We gambled for a few hours. It got to be a little after 5 AM and we said we needed leave pretty soon. Tired.
He said he had the money in the room. Ok, fine, up we go to the room. I wasn't worried because in between me and Shelley,
we can fight especially Shelley - very feisty.
I saw that he had enough chips on the table in the room to cover our little gambling expenditure.
But once we got up to the room he basically said that he was expecting MORE and didn't want to give us the money anymore.
Well, of course we reminded him of our agreement and that we never even remotely made him think that there would be more.
Trust me, IF I was going to do "more" $ 350 wouldn't even begin to cover it.
So, we got pissed off, he got pissed off and starting shooing us out of the room.
The thing about him was that he had been wearing a pair of really expensive sunglasses the whole night. He was really proud over them, thought they looked really good on him and they were also newly acquired.
Well, since we didn't get the money, right before he closed the door to his room at the Bellagio, Shelley snatched the sunglasses off his face and
broke them in two pieces. He was not happy but whatever! Jerk!
So off we went, laughing........another night in Vegas......
And no, I have never done "more" for money. That is not for me. That part of me is only shared with people that I want to share it with.
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