This past weekend, a friend and I went to Las Vegas in a bus. We would of flown, but we were pathetically low on funds.
We stayed at the Plaza Hotel.
When we arrived at the Plaza Hotel, our bus driver gave my friend and I 2 tickets, which could be used, on the 2nd floor of the restaurant for a free dinner. Needless to say, we were very happy because the restaurant was for the very wealthy.
We headed straight for our room, showered, put on our make-up and when we walked out the door, you can honestly say we were dressed to kill!
We were both so ravenous we could of gobbled Osama bin Laden! When we got to the second floor of the hotel, our little legs could not help but run toward the restaurant. When we got there, our eyes just about popped out of their sockets when saw the interior. It was stunning. Crystal everywhere and the walls looked as if it were raining on them. The place was full of beautifully stylish people. We strut like two elegant rich bitches to our table. We sat down, crossed our legs and asked for a glass of wine while looking at the menu, which contained appalling prices. Then I handed the waiter the ticket the bus driver had given us. The waiter's cordial smile froze and was replaced by a look of insult. He snubbed his nose toward the sky and looked at it as if it was a slimy, dead, foul, fish and arrogantly told us that THEY were not accepting those THINGS anymore.
He stood there, glaring at us, while my friend and I looked at each other in wide-eyed wonder. My friends face looked RED, as I'm sure mine looked the same. We started whispering at each other, in total humiliation, wondering how we could just get up and leave, but that was something we would not have been able to handle. So, we decided to order JUST the 2 glasses of wine.
There are angels on this earth after all.
Suddenly, a man who was sitting at the next table, and who might have been around 50 or 60 years old, came up to us. He had a bottle of wine with him and told us that he would like us to have the bottle because he had been waiting for his daughter and it looked as if she was not going to arrive. We thank him and accepted the bottle of wine.
A little latter, we noticed that the waiter had brought him his dinner. On his plate was the biggest baked potato I had ever seen in my life. It was smothered with sour cream, bacon bits and chives.
A few minutes later, the man came to our table again with a little more than half of the potato, and 2 little white fluffy carnations, which turned out to be BUTTER, and told us that he would like to give us the potato because it was way too large for him alone. Again, we thanked him and gobble down the baked potato. It was the most scrumptious potato I had ever eaten!!
A while later, he stood up and came to our table and put some chocolates, wrapped in fine-looking gold paper, on our table and said that he did not like chocolate and would like for us to have them. AGAIN, we thanked him and he left.
My friend and I came to the conclusion that this man had somehow become aware of our dreadful circumstances when the waiter had told us that they were not accepting free tickets anymore.
Yes, there are angels on this earth!