A guy and a girl are sitting at a table, it's around 3am. Apparently they slept together the night before, and this is them getting to know each other's names and such. The girl is wasted, we are refusing to serve her drinks. So this idiot guy keeps ordering drinks and feeding them to her. I'm thinking, what is this guy's goal?? He's already slept with her, and she's already drunk.
So of course what was going to happen happens, and she passes out. Head down limp on the table. A few minutes later I look over, and this guy is picking her up by the hair and making a puppet out of her. Her mouth open, tongue rolling around. Kinda funny actually. Then about the 3rd time he did it I see him hold her up, then just drop her to see what happens....THUNK! Her head bounces off the table.
At this point I call security over. Code blue if there is puke, code 5 for a drunk. When security shows up the guy wants to leave; tells them he doesn't even know her last name therefore she is not his responsibility. They tell him as long as the check is paid they don't care if he leaves. So guess what this asshole does? Grabs her purse and digs around for a credit card to pay the bill. We sent the manager over, he told her since the girl can't hold a pen and he doesn't know her last name we can't accept her card. He gets mad, pays cash, and storms off.
This poor girl wakes up from being shaken by 4 security guards (females because male security isn't allowed to touch females), finds her date gone and a wheelchair waiting for her. She gave me a huge grin when she was wheeled out, she was coherent enough to be embarrassed. Now for the moral of the story: if you pass out in your own hotel, it's no big deal; we simply wheel you up to the room and dump you in bed. But if you aren't staying here, what can we do? We can't dump you in a smelly heap of over-achieved travel ambitions on the Las Vegas Strip. We can't throw you in a cab and slip the cabbie $5 extra to cover the puking you might do. So we put you in an ambulance. That poor girl will get an $880 ambulance bill in a month or so. I know this because my roommate has a bill sent to him every month, which he refuses to pay because he swears on his life he was never carried out of our casino incoherent on a stretcher. And yet the date and time on the bill give our work address at 1am on a Thursday.... just a couple hours after he would have left work.
