“My very first night in Vegas, I went out to Carnival Court [at Harrah’s] by myself. One of my girlfriends told me to go down there—’You’ll meet people, you’ll have fun!’—so I go down there and I meet these two really cute girls—my age, really down-to-earth girls—and we start hanging out. All of a sudden, these three 30-something guys come over in business suits. They were flirty and buying us drinks, but it was just a little weird because they were older than us. So, we’re all getting buzzed and the next thing I know, the girls grabbed my hand and we are following the guys out of the bar. … We stopped at an ATM, and I felt bad because I thought these guys spent all their money buying us drinks. We turned around and headed past the bar, toward the tables, and I thought, Oh, I get it, they got money to gamble, but we kept walking past the tables. We were standing at the bottom of the elevators and [one of the other] girls leans over to me and whispers, ‘Are you ready to make some money?’ and I was like, ‘What!?’ I looked closer and they were cuddled up with their guys and the only guy left was giving me the eyes. So I said, ‘Hey guys, let me tell my friends that I’m going to be a while, and I’ll meet you up there.’ As soon as I turned the corner, I split and took a cab home. The next day I called my mom and was like, ‘It was crazy, mom! These girls were total hookers!’”
Best of the City 2016
Our seventh annual celebration of all things Las Vegas, from the best place to fix your speeding ticket to the best Bloody Mary.