hi,
i was supposed to spend the super bowl at Caesars palace in las vegas. then help someone move back to minnesota via ryder truck.
i arrived at mccaren international in vegas at 8:50pm on wednesday. the guy who bought my one-way ticket was no where to be found. i'm not a ***** but i had no credit card and $250 bux for the trip. (seems small time but this guy was a black jack dealer in vegas with comp connections). so after spending more money on phone calls than slot machines i had to make a decision. a hotel room or a way home... i chose the greyhound bus ticket at 5:15am. ;-0
so after 45 hours of riding through the united states on the ghetto express i come home to a phone call saying i'm a betrayer! lol! and his excuse was this "i thought your plane came in on thursday!" and HE bought the ticket on monday! i'm down with smoking weed but this cat just spaced a friend at the airport... time to sober up.
it's all good. i started falling for a woman during the trip and she ended up being an undercover cop that busted a brother who was strapped with over a pound in grand junction colorado. she went bye-bye but i swear she was an option under different circumstances. ;-0
so, am i a dick for not gambling my money on a hotel room? if it fell through i wouldn't have been able to get home and i don't call daddy to get me out of jams. or did i make the right decision?
old friends for sale.
what would you do?
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