Just got back into town from a quick trip to Vegas, and I was once again reminded why I got into the limo business. Here are some of my limo experiences while there:
Our driver who picked us up from the airport was on time and very professional. But boy did his car reek of cigarette smoke. I guess that might have been his way of preparing my lungs for the upcoming assault they would face in the casinos, but all in all, I would rather not had the smell of cigarette smokebe my first memory of this Vegas trip.
Our driver who picked us up later and took us to a concert (yes, fellow Parrotheads, I saw Jimmy again - and trust me, twice in one week is not to much), was very nice, but had no clue were the back entrance was to Mandalay Bay nor where the MGM Garden Theater was. I guess that would be forgivable if he was a newbie, but he claimed he had been driving in Vegas for seven years. Oh, and my door handle didn't work.
And to top things off, while sitting at a poker table last night, the player next to me was talking to his friend who was sitting behind him. I was trying not to listen in, but they had both been drinking and they were a little loud. Just as the friend was about to leave, I heard him say that he only had one "run" tonight. In limo slang, a "run" is a ride or trip with passengers. I couldn't believe what I was hearing so I ask the player next to me if in fact his friend was a limo driver - and he said yes he was. I inquired if he was really going to drive intoxicated, and he said yes, adding that he had told his friend not to before he always did anyway.
Like the title of this post, I think maybe I will just drive the next time!)
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