So I’m on the Strip and thought I would try my luck again.
This time in a different venue … The Flamingo.
I pulled out my camera, approached a waitress, and she immediately struck a pose for me and smiled, and patiently waited for the flash to re-charge. She even leaned against a dealer who smiled at me and found the whole thing pleasant.
No drink throwing, no security with AK-47′s, no thermonuclear warheads launched up my ass. Just a smile and a “Merry Christmas”.
Score one for Harrah’s customer service.
I certainly never thought I would ever type the sentence above.
