Day 4: Partying at the Venetian
I got a phone call around 6ish I think to head over to the Venetian, where the FTR Admins and GMML (Carl) have landed and are having drinks in their suite. Sounds fun; I must first buy some mixers though, which turns out to be the least annoying part of my trip to their suite.
Once I get to the Venetian its takes a few minutes to find the right set of elevators to the suites. Before doing that though every person must get checked by security to get up the first set of elevators and if you don’t have a room key then that security person must call the room you’re going to. OK, so, whatever. Just call and get me up there.
Apparently you go up to the 10th floor and its not really the 10th floor, its the 1st floor again (I’m confused) and we’re at another lobby. I cross this kind of bridge to another wing and head right, where I’m met by another (douchebag) security guard. This guy is such a tool its hilarious; anyway he asks for my room key. I explain to him that I’m just going up to the rooms and I’ve already had security call and he basically just says ‘yeah whatever OK go.’ Before I realized that I was on another lobby I go and knock on someone else’s door until I realized that I was on the wrong floor and I needed to go up another 10 levels.
So I go back the way I came right by the douche bag security guard who stops me again. I feed him the same story and he does just say ‘yeah whatever leave, but you need a key to get upstairs in the elevators.’ This guy reminds me somewhat of Detective Lassiter on Psych, but he knows his life sucks as he works for $10/hour as a security guard. Anyway I go the other way from where I came from, passed another security guard who just nodded at me as I passed (what’s with all the security?) and eventually make my way up to the correct room.
We had drinks between us and probably 8-9 other FTRers which is always a big load of fun. It got to the point where we were all pretty loaded and just started all talking over each other and having a blast. They’re hungry so we go down to get food at the Grand Lux Cafe and afterwords they wanted to play drunken live poker. I wasn’t really interested in that so I make it back to the hotel and crash after a long day.
