I forgot
My wireless card for the laptop. Duh! You’d think I’d have this packing thing down to a system. Oh well, guess the hotel is squeezing another $10 outta me tomorrow for wireless convenience from my room.
Its not nearly as busy as I anticipated. Quite discouraging actually. I spent two songs convincing the bachelor party to each chip in $5 for the bachelor’s dance…to which I got a “maybe later, let us think about it”.
So here I am in the lockerroom mid-shift catching up with my email.
Back to the floor for Round 2…
Update:
A lovely Swiss girl pulled me aside and had me dance for her and her companion in VIP. I love when I get the “look” sale. Very little effort required, I just had the certain “look” they were looking for. Too many entertainers think this is where the majority of their sales comes from. It’s not, I consider it to be about as reliable as hitting the lottery.
By 4am I had been awake for 22 hours and was ready to crash. I resisted the $4.99 egg/pancake/bacon/hashbrown special that is advertised all over the casino. Comfort food is my weakness after a hard shift. I opted for a Chocolate Mint Zone Bar instead and went to bed
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