It looks like I have led a pretty tame Vegas life, so I can't come up with any fucked up moments. I have one that is still funny to me at least.

A few years ago, a group of us from another smaller Vegas board decided to meet at the Foundation Room for a few drinks as we had a number of trips before. This specific trip a group of us went up first and others were just going to meet us up there. A couple guys were trying to get up and the doorguy wouldn't let them up because they didn't have nice enough shoes on (yes, this was when they still checked closely). Someone in the group decided to take their shoes off and send them down the elevator to get the others up. Sounded like a good plan at the time. The person that took the shoes down, proceeded to announce loudly once off the elevator at the bottom, "who needed the shoes" and right in front of the doorguy. Who proceeded to get a little pissed and then it hit him, who the hell was in the Foundation Room without shoes on ... he came back up and started looking for that person ..... and well, I wasn't hard to find. He gave me a little lip but it was my name on the list that brought all the people up there. I just put them back on and he went on his way.

 

I've known some people that resemble rats.....I know what to do with rats....

 

Cool post - I like reading about all the nutty shit that going to Vegas brings with it

* saw a dude getting blown while drinking a beer and flipping through his phone right by PH about 4am. We walked by and this lady of the night was going to town and he was just standing there. They were partially obscured but not exactly invisible.

* guy passed out cold on the fake AstroTurf like grass in front of the Mirage

* some clown in the Bellagio fountains

* screaming match between a girlfriend/wife and her man by the juice bar in Palazzo right by the elevators. He apparently wiped out all their money. She was lambasting him and then smacks the shit out of him. Awkward.

* girl walking down the hallway at Palazzo in nothing but a pair of flip flops and bunny ears while going to the ice machine.

* a midget that looked like Elvis sitting in front of the Harley cafe. This was our first trio and it screamed Vegas and I died laughing.

* college bro walking down the strip while simultaneously pissing his pants

 

I'm pretty sure I witnessed a horrible attempt at robbing the flamingo the one and only time I've been in there... I was just walking through with a couple of friends. There was a security guy pushing one of those $$ carts to the cage, this couple sitting at a slot by the hallway kept eyeing him up. As soon as he was directly next to them the guy grabs the girls purse and smacks her in the face with it. It was really weird because it had all kinds of papers and junk in it (not the normal stuff you would think would be in there) and stuff was flying everywhere. The security guy just stopped in his tracks and didn't do anything (and no call to anyone else) lady playing next to the couple yells security! But then just kept playing. My friends and I and trying to figure out if this is some domestic violence situation or something and we will need to stop the guy from beating her but if you listened to their argument that were just talking nonsense and constantly looking over at the guy with the money cart.. After a few minutes they both just sat down and started playing again like nothing happened.. Additional security never came and we left.. Not sure if security ever arrived and kicked them out or what?

 

Well I am so glad someone asked this question. As some of you may know I'm in the Technology business and go to Vegas several times a year to work or attend various trade shows.

A couple of years ago after a presentation/breakfast meeting at the Bellagio, I grabbed a Daily Racing Form and headed to one of the nicer public rest rooms for a long, leisurely, and semi-private sit-down planning session (taking a dump). This was a rather large facility with at least twenty plus stalls (and at this time of day completely empty.)

A few minutes later, after I had selected my nice clean and quiet stall, in stumbles a very loud individual, who I assumed was inebriated. He stumbled and fell twice on the floor. He struggled for several minutes trying to open a stall door. It would of course be right next door to mine; yep, with the other twenty unoccupied. He dropped his pants and struggled to seat himself on the toilet. While all the time shouting over and over Fuck!... Fuck!...Fuck!....

He then proceeds to let loose with the most violent case of stinky/gassy/diarrhea I have ever witnessed. I quickly finished up my business; wiping up as you could say, then this happened.

The poor fellow projectile puked right in the crotch of his pants. Yes, I peeked at him under the stall. I could see the vomit soiling his pant-legs, and dripping over his ankles into and over his shoes.

Needless to say, I quickly buttoned up, put on my jacket, and made an exit.

As I was leaving, the poor guy was moaning and waiving two hundred dollar bills under the door, begging me to go buy him some pants.

I snatched the slightly soiled bills out of his hand, went and vigorously washed them along with my hands and left the bathroom....

 

Not funny but definitely sad and fucked up. It was 3 or 4 in the morning and headed back to my room at Bellagio. Passed the entrance to the buffet and a stroller was pushed inside the entrance. Peeked inside "just in case" and a toddler was sitting there. Saw no one around at the slots so waited there for about 5 minutes until a security guard walked by. Showed him and he started walking person to person asking if the child was theirs. Found the mother about 6 or 7 rows away, her back to the stroller.

Seen many people with kids/strollers on the strip late at night but to hide the stroller and not be able to see it was fucked up.

 

Wow that is pretty fucked up.

I once saw a couple in Caesars Palace, who looking at them were the definition of white trash. They were playing slots and had on their lap a child of 2 tops, it was 3AM and the kid was nodding off. They would cheer so loud when hitting like a $5 hit on their penny machine it would scare the kid away...not too mention they were both hammered. I actually tracked down a security guard to go deal with it.

 

Did you buy him the pants ?

 

These two stories anger me. Wtf is wrong with those people?

On our first trip my girlfriend and I were shocked at the amount of kids being dragged along the strip at 1am. One image etched into my mind was a husband and wife pushing a stroller and with a 5-6yr old sleepwalking next to them while they slurped down huge yard drinks and kept telling the little kid to quit dragging ass as it was too early for bed.

 

Nope.... now that was Fucked Up, no?