In AC around 4am Tuesday morning. Near the pit right outside the poker room. Guy comes up to me, gives me "the look", and proceeds to say:
"Are you done for the night? Do you need a room? Cause I'm headed back to mine right now and you could come with."
Actually, I did need a room, as I was waiting for Harrah's ressies dept to open up. And the guy was actually good looking. However, the day I go up to some stranger's room when I'm by myself in AC is the day you should take my common sense card away.
I was going to come up with some kind of snarky response along those lines, but then I remembered my resolution to be less of a flippant bitch in '08 and simply said: "I'm just taking a break from trying to make some money here, thanks."
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