Posts Tagged ‘entertaining’

Cinderella

Friday, October 24th, 2008

Cinderella

Now I know how Cinderella felt when her fancy coach turned back into a pumpkin.  The last two nights were very easy money.  Bill Pullman, aka The Whale was trying to close another deal by entertaining clients in Vegas.  He returned home today and I have to go back to working the floor at Treasures tonight.   My Vegas girlfriends and I are planning to hit Drai’s after work and then I’m going home tomorrow.

To answer 6footBlondie’s question, yes I will be here for the SEMA Convention November 4-6th.  Mike, I may stay longer, but it depends how good the early part of the week is going.

I made a mint in the market this week. I bought puts on BIDU and GOOG on Wednesday.  Nevertheless, I’m glad I can step away from the computer and do some other things now.

Sitting in the Airport

Wednesday, May 21st, 2008

After hunting for gate C25 at LAS (don’t get on the shuttle, otherwise you have to pretty much backtrack the entire distance), I discovered my flight is delayed, won’t get home til after midnight now.

Once again I affirmed my two night limit in Vegas. Despite the fact that I KNOW it, I continue to test it.  I can’t wait to get home and sleep in my own bed.

All whining aside…this was a GREAT trip.  I’ve never landed a Vegas Whale before.  Collectively this is a record week for me.  I called Mr. V earlier today.  He nearly had a heart attack when I told him how much I had tipped out Jacko Smiley the VIP host at Treasures. In this town, it is well worth having the VIP hosts on your team.  If I hadn’t made myself known throughout the club by tipping well everytime I took a client to VIP he would have never introduced me to Bill Pullman.  Like any business, it costs money to make money.  Bill Pullman spent over $100 grand this week on airfare, hotel, pool cabanas, strip clubs, and VIP access to score his deal. 

I hate vodka even more than Red Bull today

Tuesday, May 20th, 2008

Especially when it’s mixed with bacardi and coke, champagne, and tonic.

I spent the better portion of Tuesday nursing a hangover. I broke my all time sales record Monday night though.  It wasn’t my “best nite ever” because I’ve gotten a few generous tips in the past that I don’t “count” as part of my sales.  Regardless, Bill Pullman came back in with about 20 guys.  I signed out and entertained his party for 5 hours in The Venus Room.  He was trying to close a deal before the end of this Shopping Mall Real Estate Convention.  In 5 hours I watched him spend over 25 thousand dollars on booze and strippers for 20 guys.  Add in the 15 thousand he spent on Sunday night, and the 15 thousand I heard he spent on Saturday night before I got into town. 

So I googled Bill Pullman’s real name today.  I guess 55 thousand dollars worth of booze and strippers worked.   Just proof that big business is still the old boy’s club.  I had to giggle looking at the professional portraits of company President Bill Pullman and his Vice-Presidents and CEOs.  They looked so distinguished and respectable…when just the night before they were hi-fiving each other like fraternity brothers.

I hate Red Bull

Monday, May 19th, 2008

Whenever I’m sleepy and I drink it too keep my peppy at work…it doesn’t seem to do anything.  Until I get home after a Vegas Shift and try to go to sleep.  Then it works.

So, I learned something tonight.  I don’t know how to title it, other than “How to NOT be a dumbass stripper”

I love my social capital at Treasures.  All the managers greeted me with a hug, smile, and “Where have you been?”  The VIP hosts did the same and tipped me off to a party that was scheduled to arrive at 11:30.  When the party arrived, they pulled me from the table I was sitting at and shooed me to a group of 14 guys in the downstairs VIP balconette.

You Get What You Give

Saturday, September 29th, 2007

Last night was just another blatant example of how the universe makes sure that you get back what you give.

There is a convention in town of Meat Packers.  The Porky’s Pork company decided to conclude it’s annual meeting at Christies Cabaret.  There were about 6 of the top guys in the club, sitting at two separate tables.  The first table of four, good-looking guys in their early to mid thirties went upstairs first.  Dang it!  I knew I should have stayed and talked to that one guy a little longer.  Oh well, can’t win ‘em all….and he was giving me the “What do I get upstairs” line.  I hate that line, it’s so tacky.  You get a lapdance in a plush recliner away from “Hose-A” and “Hose-B” sitting behind you leering.


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