Back to Vegas
My flight pulled to the gate just as advertised at 10:50 p.m. After grabbing my bag, I caught a cab over to Caesars Palace.
Due to my frequent activity at this venue, my casino host arranged for a complimentary hotel room for me. As I checked in, the registration clerk informed me that my request for a Palace Tower room could not be accommodated the first night, and that have to stay in the Forum Tower tonight and move to a better location tomorrow. I didn't have much choice.
I grabbed my key and headed up to my room. When I got there I put the key in the door and opened it. I could see the light was already on and I walked in. I didn't get far before I saw a 70-year old man propped up in bed, knees bent under the covers.
"Whoa, don't know how that happened," I said.
"Me neither," said the man, as I turned around and headed out.
I made my way back down to Reception and found the same clerk. I walked up to her, handed her my room key and said, "The room you gave me is already occupied."
"Oh, I hope they weren't naked." said the clerk with a smirk.
"Uh, I'm not sure" I said. "HE was under the covers."
"I see," said the clerk.
She searched for another room and finally gave me a key.
"This should work out for you, sir," said the clerk. "And by the way, the other room should not have been occupied. Security is headed up there now to see what is going on."
When I walked into the new room, everything seemed in order. Until I saw the dirty wine glass on the nightstand. Caesar's Palace suddenly lost a few points with me.
The room had a fine 1980s ensemble. The hot tub off the bathroom was perched nicely just near the bed. And I'm sure the mirror over the bed has seen some kinky action. Maybe there's a camera behind it.
I showered up and headed down to the Palace Casino to join my friends for a drink and a friendly game of cards.
Due to my frequent activity at this venue, my casino host arranged for a complimentary hotel room for me. As I checked in, the registration clerk informed me that my request for a Palace Tower room could not be accommodated the first night, and that have to stay in the Forum Tower tonight and move to a better location tomorrow. I didn't have much choice.
I grabbed my key and headed up to my room. When I got there I put the key in the door and opened it. I could see the light was already on and I walked in. I didn't get far before I saw a 70-year old man propped up in bed, knees bent under the covers.
"Whoa, don't know how that happened," I said.
"Me neither," said the man, as I turned around and headed out.
I made my way back down to Reception and found the same clerk. I walked up to her, handed her my room key and said, "The room you gave me is already occupied."
"Oh, I hope they weren't naked." said the clerk with a smirk.
"Uh, I'm not sure" I said. "HE was under the covers."
"I see," said the clerk.
She searched for another room and finally gave me a key.
"This should work out for you, sir," said the clerk. "And by the way, the other room should not have been occupied. Security is headed up there now to see what is going on."
When I walked into the new room, everything seemed in order. Until I saw the dirty wine glass on the nightstand. Caesar's Palace suddenly lost a few points with me.
The room had a fine 1980s ensemble. The hot tub off the bathroom was perched nicely just near the bed. And I'm sure the mirror over the bed has seen some kinky action. Maybe there's a camera behind it.
I showered up and headed down to the Palace Casino to join my friends for a drink and a friendly game of cards.
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