Earlier today, I was scouring the Internet for cheap deals on Vegas hotel rooms so I could hop in and see a show. I even considered just arriving in the evening and leaving in the early morning so I wouldn’t even have to pay for a hotel room.
But tonight, when I got back to my apartment, I remembered that back in October, during a spontaneous trip to see Blue Man Group, I got pretty lucky in the casino and was able to put a lot of cash through the system in one fun night. After a couple of hours of fun, I left with about $100 more than I walked in with. And the whole time I recorded each play on my Player’s Card.
I logged into my account to see if I could get some sort of discount for being a member. I saw a bunch of offer codes, but didn’t understand what they meant. So, I called the Bellagio because they have a cool fountain, and asked if I could get any promotional deals on an upcoming Saturday. The representative asked for my account number.
Bellagio: “So you want to stay on that Saturday?”
Bellagio: “Just the one night? You can stay for three.”
Me: “Oh, umm, I’ll call you back.”
Now I’m not going to worry about booking the cheapest flight.
I’ll have to make the most of this experience. Unless I get really lucky again, I don’t think I’ll be able to impress them enough to get invited back.