This is a story that is brief, but I think I am the freak in this instance! For I cannot explain my behavior except to say that I was the one who acted strangely.
It was 1994, I was twenty-four and my boyfriend (now hubs) and I went to Las Vegas for the first time in our lives. If you have never been there it is quite a sight to behold! It's like Disneyland for gamblers. There are flashing blinking lights of all colors, everywhere! I spent the first half hour I think just staring at it all, taking it all in.
At some point we decide to go to one of THE major casinos there, Caesar's Palace! (echo announcer voice) This place is just over the top with the whole gold chariot statues, columns, etc.
So we go in and we decide to play a few slot machines. It was relatively dead in there since it was early in the afternoon, so we just wandered around leisurely. Eventually we get separated, but not a big deal since there aren't many people in there. I start gambling at one of the slot machines when I hear a voice. It sounded EXACTLY like Barry White, and it said:
"Are you enjoying yourself this afternoon?"
This is when the weird trance I fell into started! I looked up slowly and see this tall, dark, muscular man, dressed like a Roman soldier from the old Empire days looking at me! He is at least 6' 5" and he is all decked out and shiny, and I hear myself say:
"Yes, I am." In a hushed tone.
He then says to me (Gosh it was sooo romance novelly!):
"Would you be interested in signing up for our Caesar's Palace Game Tracking Card?"
Me: "Uh huh..."
Him: "Follow me to the Customer Service Counter."
Me: "Uh huh..."
And I followed this Roman Soldier, I guess to the counter, but honestly I don't remember! I was so hypnotized by him in all his splendor, and that voice! I would have followed him out the door and down the street! Who knows??? It was so strange, and it ended as soon as I didn't see him anymore, but that was just freakness on my part! Never knew what came over me either, maybe Great Caesar's ghost?
Happy Friday! Thanks for reading!
9 comments:
I want to go to Vegas!
Enjoy your friday and weekend!
Chao
I'm pretty sure that in Vegas, you were the least freakiest person there.
1. i love that you have a freak magnet friday! i use this term all the time, because i, too, am a freak magnet.
2. i'm pretty sure i have my picture taken with that guy.
3. have a great weekend!
Sounds like you were hypnotized! Luckily it was someone who worked there, and not a true freakazoid!
hey everything is fair game in Vegas! I can only imagine how intruiging this soldier must've been, muscular with a seductive voice wow!:)
How could you possibly resist the lure of a tall Roman? You'd be a freak if you DIDN'T fall under his {cleverly-planned marketing} spell!
~K
I love Freak Magnet Friday! I hope you have years of Friday stories to come.
Hey...He was the one dressed in a gold toga and ugly mandals...HE was the freak...not you!
I feel the same would happen if David Beckham would ask me ANYTHING. Sigh.... hotness!
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