Mrs. Fishpimp hates Reno and Las Vegas. She grew up just over the state line in California. She's got stories upon stories about how all her trips into Nevada have gone awry. My trip to The Biggest Little City in the World certainly could have fit into this trend. In three days I:
- Suffered the worst turbulence I have ever experienced coming into Reno.
- Left my I-Pod and Sales Manager Class homework on the air plane.
- Dropped my perscription sunglasses on the floor where a cocktail waitress stepped on and crushed them
- Beat my boss's 3 Aces with a 8's over Aces full house, then lost it all back to him leaving me with no money and an upset manager.
- Had to re-learn that just because the booze is free doesn't mean I have to drink it.
- Had to relearn that I don't like Blackjack.
- Had to apologize to the waitress who broke my glasses for my boss's bungled humor that cost us at least three rounds of free drinks (She was from Albania, not Alabama - slight difference)
Despite all that I ended up having a great time. I got new glasses that actually fit my head (Punky - no more Ray Charles jokes!), found my book and I-Pod back in Seattle, and ended up having a great chat with my boss in the Airport before our flight home (along with 3 free Bloody Marys!). I was determined to have a good trip, and I did.
The power of positive thinking is real, even in Nevada.
