What happens in Vegas doesn't stay in Vegas

deepsouthjay submitted 554 days ago

I worked for this company for 15 years as their sales manager. The president of the company and I drive to Vegas for a trade show and some meetings. The morning we are due to leave, we are to have breakfast with one of our biggest clients. The client has some issues and we need to finalize some pricing.
On the last evening we are invited to a supplier party which I attend. At the party I begin to partake in the open bar, and after the party breaks up decide to visit the hotel casino. I start playing blackjack and continue sampling the "complimentary beverages". I hit a hot streak and pretty soon I have a mountain of chips almost as high as the mountain of empty glasses. Some-time near morning I cash out and stumble away with my winnings. On my way out of the elevator I bump into the Prez, on his way down to the meeting. I slur something to him about not feeling well and pass out for 6 hours, missing the meeting and our departure time. Donald Trump himself could not have said it any better, and the best part was the ride home.
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