Not really funny but definitely f'd up. I did post this in a TR on VMB so sorry if it is a recent repeat. This past January husband and I were in Vegas for 5 days. We went to eat at Denny's just down from MGM. We were headed back and had the red light at the cross walk. Some people were crossing against the light -- the usual Vegas behavior at cross walks. A car comes barreling down the street and there were still people crossing. Everyone hurried across but one man. -- Obviously homeless. The car hits the brakes and stops just inches in front of him. The driver starts honking the horn. Instead of moving out of the way the homeless guy turns and faces the car and glares at the driver -- Like I dare you. -- So guess what -- he did. The driver hit the gas and the guy flew up onto the hood and the driver turned left on the strip and the guy flew off into the middle of the intersection.

I was yelling out for someone to call 911 and saying "OMG I can't believe this" Seconds later I look and see that my husband has run off into the intersection and was bent down holding this guys hand and comforting him. My husband is not the kind hearted touchy feely kind of guy at all. I did ER nursing in a big city Trauma Center for several years and I am the one screaming like a little biatch just standing there like a deer in the headlights. When I see that traffic has stopped and it was okay to run out into the street I followed my husband out there -- one other woman also went out to help. Surprisingly I saw no broken bones or blood -- I am sure he had broken ribs. We had to give statements to the police. The guy was filthy - dirty homeless filthy. I barely touched him. When we got back to MGM I told my husband we had to clean up.

For some reason when my husband tells the story to his friends he gets a few chuckles out of it.

 

I thought I was the only one who laughed when I heard this.

 

That's because you were the driver. Fess up!

 

OK...I only have one story that 'qualifies' for this thread... many, many years ago when I was still in my 20s...
I had just walked out of the Stardust (the doors from the Sportsbook area that faced the McDonald's & Westward Ho).
This middle-aged, down-on-his-luck looking, 5 o'clock shadow white guy stops me on the sidewalk... he says I'm about the right age, white and not fat...and he offers me his 16 year old daughter, who is in his room at the Riviera... he tells me he needs $200 for this (that was a lot of money back then!)
After a few seconds of shocked silence, I proceed to verbally rip him a new one, chastising him LOUDLY right there on the sidewalk... a few folks slow and/or stop to witness this...by the time I'm done, the guy is literally in tears, mumbles "I'm sorry...I really am..." and starts shuffling off toward the Riv.

That HAS to be THE single most degenerate gambler I've ever witnessed.

 

That is truly sick.

 

That's..... Damn...

 

Sick and sad as hell. That dad is not degen. He's just scum.

 

...well, I suppose it could have just been a scam, and I would've been robbed in that room at the Riv... but his tears seemed real enough at the time, so yeah...pretty sick and depraved... and desperate as hell.
Hopefully, he re-thought what he had been considering after I chewed his ass out.

 

It's interesting... in all the times I've been to Vegas, I don't recall seeing anything extraordinary happen.

I only remember seeing a chic walk out of a nightclub in between Venetian and Palazzo (where the old Blue Man Theater was) with a boob hanging out of her dress. She had on a dress where just a strip of cloth covered the boob on either side and the cleavage in between was open. I guess she'd brushed up against something and her boob popped out completely, for all to see, and she didn't notice. Was walking hand-in-hand with a dude as they strolled into the casino like that.

Sure I've got tons of funny stories that my friends often tell about our times gambling together. I actually prefer not to hear those stories more than once, usually because it's something I've done that was either dumb and/or funny and I really don't remember doing it.

Like once I went on a bachelor party with friends with the intent to go to NYC for a baseball game via Atlantic City. We got to Atlantic City on Friday night and started playing poker. I got pretty drunk that night and went to bed extremely drunk. Very early the next morning I woke up presumably still very drunk before the others and decided to go back downstairs to play more poker. I hardly remember any of that... that's just what I was told after the fact. I do remember going upstairs at some point banging on the door of the room to get back in... only thing is, I was so drunk I hadn't realized we'd already checked out. Apparently my buddies were tired of waiting for me to get on the bus to NYC, so they left me with the bus ticket. By the time I came to/sobered up, I was on the parking bridge between the garage and casino and I asked someone what time it was... it was about 730. The parking is glass so you can see outside and it was so odd because I remember thinking that it was too dark out to still be 730 in the morning... then I realized it was 730 at night. I'd blacked out and been wandering around the casino since I got up. I could barely remember anything that had happened over the previous 20 or so hours.

Anyways, lost my jacket, the bus ticket, I believe my wallet was missing as well, and I had no ride to get back to DC or NYC. I had $80 crumpled up in pocket and so I walked over to the bus station to get a one-way ticket to DC leaving at midnight. Had just enough cab far to make it from Union Station all the way to where I lived.

That's more of a degen story though.

 

Last year we pulled out of the Peppermill heading to DT. Just past the Riv was a homeless guy with only pants on covered in dirt head to toe. He was basically just standing, barely conscious in the middle of the road. Thankfully I was paying attention because I would have hit him. It's so easy to become distracted driving on the strip. Of all the homeless incidents I have seen over the years in Vegas, this was the worst.