NBA All Star Game Las Vegas 2007: Recipe For Disaster or Success?
Yesterday began the All Star Game countdown. The weekend is filled with lots of events and the people are coming in by the plane and busload for the game on Sunday. The city is kind of overwhelmed by the demographic, especially the police force. While driving around last night going to calls I started noticing the number of cop cars, paddy wagons, cops on bikes, decoy cop cars positioned in busy intersections, and cops in places I have never seen before like the shopping mall. I told a girl who answers the phones at a service about the number of police that I have noticed around town and she said when she watched the news that they will be using more cops than on New Years. I found this article about the stepping up of security.
“He says on a normal day, 150 officers will work special events for overtime. Starting this weekend, 1,000 additional officers will be used each day in and around the Las Vegas strip.”
Wow… that’s crazy. I wonder how many cops work the New Years bash. Like the pointed out in that article though, at New Years the party is pretty centralized, but with the All Star game there are events all over the city at the same time bigger than NYE.
I was driving around at 5am this morning and couldn’t believe the number of people still cruising or loitering on the streets. Usually it’s empty by then and the only people that are left are going to work at casinos. Speaking of casinos, I wonder how much gambling will actually take place? The casino pits seemed a little sparse last night and I know the players and celebrities will spend some big money, but what about the fans? We shall see.
Anyway, last night I only had one call actually go through and made money. The rest of the calls were a waste of time or there was some sort of language barrier. Hopefully tonight I will be running around like crazy and making money.
A Rare Vegas Rain Storm
Yes it’s actually raining in the desert. I love the rain lots except when I am working. It turns a night that could be good into a no call night. If you don’t have people walking down the strip or around town then you have no way of reaching them with advertising except with Internet or Yellowpages. Only one of the companies I work for now even use the Yellowpages and the rest rely on advertising on the streets. The reason why more companies don’t use the phone book is because of the incredibly expensive rates you have to pay every six months to keep an ad. Takes so many calls constantly to even break even on those ads. I understand why most companies stick to people passing out cards or little magazine stands.
The only call I received tonight was from my Eros ad from a guy at Circus Circus who had a bad listening problem. I really hate it when people call and don’t say hi or “my name is” and immediately just ask, “what do you charge per hour”. I respond with, “well I like to come meet you and talk to you in person first but my entertainment starts at $$ and goes up from there. I don’t have any specific rates for hour or half hour it just ranges depending on the level of entertainment.” I know quite a few girls in other cities work on an hour or half hour rates, but what girls ends up doing around here is charging for whatever act they perform. I do take my time and all because I want the customers to enjoy themselves and not think I am just running off. Anyway, this guy kept pushing me to say what I do for my minimum price and what sexual acts does it include. I say that is illegal and I don’t like to talk on the phone anyway like I said before. I suggested for me to come by and meet him under no obligation (to perform my little tests so I feel more comfortable) but he just responded with an “I’ll call you back”. He called back 10 minutes later again asking me more pointed sexual questions and how much to get out of the atm. I again repeated that I would love to come meet him but I cannot answer his questions without coming over first. He said another “I’ll call you back”, but of course he didn’t. I am sure I frustrate a lot of guys by saying that I would like to come over first but they have to understand that no one can talk about sexual acts over the phone. In the end, maybe I am the only frustrated one
The Polar Opposite of Las Vegas..
I stumbled upon the article above somehow and was just amazed at how things work sometimes in Utah, our neighbor to the northeast. Mormons have quite a presence in Las Vegas (after all, they really were the first ones here after the Native Americans), but I would never imagine this type of service ever working nor could I ever imagine myself ever trying to work for this type of service. Apparently in the long run it didn’t last, but I am sure there are quite a few other services that are around today.
When I went to the courthouse to apply for my Sexually Oriented Business License from the city, the cheerful clerk’s smile slid downward when she saw what I was applying for. I was fingerprinted and interviewed by a detective who talked of perverts, bestiality, sin and the awful things that could happen to girls sent to meet strange men in hotel rooms. He handed me a pamphlet that began: “She drives carefully, but as fast as she can. She reaches for a piece of gum. It will do until she gets home and scrubs that taste and filth from her mouth.”
I couldn’t hold in my snickers after reading that part…
If only all of my customers were Asian…
Well it might not be that easy if it was all the time, but the past few days I have had a spike in customers who are Asian. Sometimes the people who come here from foreign countries don’t speak good English but I can usually make it work. I don’t know exactly what is in town, maybe the Surfaces Flooring Convention, to cause the number of Asian customers to go up but I am happy for it! I’d prefer them all the time because: they usually spend decent money, they don’t get too crazy with requests, and the best part is they are quick! I mean done in less than ten minutes quick and don’t care that everything is over with and I can leave. The only down side is due to my height I am some sort of huge girl to them and a lot of times get sent away. Ah well I can’t win them all.
Things have been quite unpredictable lately as far as calls go and their consistency with money. Weekend nights have been slow and not making what I should or anything at all, but then week nights are when I make the most. I think this is due to the larger number of parties I have to deal with during the weekend and it is hard a lot of times to make those calls work. I guess it’s always like that in Vegas, but the weekends usually aren’t this bad. I have to consult the Vegas prostitutes bible: The Las Vegas Convention Schedule. May sound funny but it’s totally true when trying to figure out what is going on around town. Next week is the NBA All-Star game here. I hope it will be good then but I can never predict things sometimes.
Fright Night at the Las Vegas Flamingo
I am home free finally of my legal battles and so happy for it. I can breathe a huge sigh of relief now and as my lawyer put it “now you can start all over again!” It’s sad but true since busts are so prevalent. The only thing that is left now is getting my records sealed so that I have no record. After that is taken care of then I can truly be relieved.
So last night I went to a “back-up” call to the Flamingo for a service around 4am. Just to explain the terminology, a “back-up” call refers to a call for a service where one girl or girls picked up the fee but they couldn’t work anything out with the customer. Sometimes the girl acts rude, won’t negotiate her pricing, or he swears after the first girl leaves that he really has money and please send him someone else. Almost all phone girls want to send a back-up girl to try the customer a second time. Their pay solely depends on what the girls tip so why not? It gives them another try on making a tip instead of it being a “base” call (where only a fee is collected and no one else makes money but the company). Anyways, the phone girl gives me the room number and informs me that it is a backup call and the first girls were rude but thinks I can make it work. I know by the room numbers which of the hotel’s three elevators I need to take in order to bypass a long winding walk down the hallways upstairs. I walk from the garage past the lobby towards the casino floor. Out of the corner of my eye I saw black girl that looked like a working girl, wandering around the lobby. I walked on across the casino floor towards my elevator when this same girl caught up with me somehow saying, “hey.. hey there.. excuse me.. oh those are nice shoes.” I slowed down and turned around and looked at her in the face. My stomach sunk as I immediately recognized her under a bad wig: it was the girl who was a part of vice during the bust I was in around Christmas time. When I turned to face her she started asking me, “Do you want to do doubles?” Doubles? What kind of question is that to ask a random girl anyway even if you know she is a prostitute? I said, “Doubles? Huh? What are you talking about?”
“Yea, do doubles together”, she replied.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about”, I said and tried to have an offended look on my face.
“Oh, are you working?” she asked.
“Working? What? I’m going to my room” I replied or something along those lines.
She apologized a couple of times and I hurried towards the elevator and she walked off the other direction. Whew… I got up to the room safely. When I walked in I started freaking out in my mind. Not because of the two guys I had to deal with to make money, but the thought of having to actually get out of the hotel. I panicked and couldn’t concentrate on working anything out with the customers. I don’t think I could have worked anything out even if I wasn’t in my frightened state. I had bad pictures going through my head of vice officers waiting for me at the bottom of all of the elevators because they figured out whom I was and I wasn’t supposed to be in any of Harrah’s owned casinos. I left the call and walked all the way down the winding hallways to the elevator closet to the garage and went down to the ground level. Coast was clear and I walked as fast as I could to my car. I think my heart was about to flop out.
Kind of a long story but glad it all ended well. I am looking forward to a busy weekend since it’s the Super Bowl this Sunday and everyone has to go to Vegas to bet on the game!
