>The Flamingo has a special where if you are a member of their slot club they will give you $5 to play for free when you show them a monorail ticket. You can only do it once a day. I think you have to have a new monorail ticket each day, too, but I digress.
So, today I went and got my $5 because I am trying to take advantage of every low roller comp there is. I decided since it’s not really my money, I would play the $1 machines. I never go above $0.25 machines. I’m not made of money.
I go to this random machine and stick my cash voucher in, when out of the blue this guy sits at the machine next to me and asks if I am staying at the Flamingo. He totally caught me off guard.
I usually don’t look at anyone, much less talk to them. But, I looked at him (he was decent looking guy in his mid 20’s, preppy/frat boy, not my type) and went, “Uh yeah.” Then he starts this odd conversation with me in a strangely hurried fashion.
“How is the service here? Is it everything you’d hoped it would be?”
“It’s fine.” I just won $2.
“Well, are you going to be in Vegas on April 29th? Because I’d like to invite you to stay at my hotel…” I’m down $2.00
I giggle nervously, “I think I am going to be busy that day.” I won $5.
“Well, my hotel is the Wynn Hotel and I’d like to invite you to stay there next time you come to Vegas.”
Is this guy nuts or just hitting on me? Maybe I was on TV. “Ok, thanks.”
He gets up and starts to run off, “You want my number?”
“Uh, no thanks.” I cash out with my $10.00 and go find my friends.
What the hell was that? He didn’t even tell me his name, but he wants to give me his number? Does he work at the Wynn or was he Steve Wynn’s nephew or son? Oh well, I won $10 then gave it to a friend (to pass on the good karma) who turned it into $75, so all is well.