When I tell people where I live, the eyebrows go up and I can see the person is mortified to know that people actually make their home in such a seedy place.
“Oh, Las Vegas,” they say, “I could never live there.”
They think that tucked into those big fancy hotels is enough room for all of us locals to live together peacefully in a fairy tale land of drunken debauchery where strippers line the streets and the Mayor of Las Vegas is the attorney for the old time mafia and is thinking and talking about Gin all the time (Ok, that last part might be true). They wonder how anyone could live there.
“I mean, it’s ok for a couple of days but I am always ready to go home,” they say. It is also very important for them to make me realize that they are way too good to live here. Their life is on a higher plane then mine because they choose not to live here. My Karma points might be low but that is because I work in gaming, or the work of the devil as my Mother so eloquently points out.
I guess most folk don’t realize that we “locals” haven’t replaced our water source with vodka, or that we take our daughters to ballet, not pole dancing. We don’t discuss coloring our Hoo-Hoos a metallic blue at the PTA meetings. If I have a couple of spare quarters in my purse, they are not jingling me all the way down to the casino to play the slots and hopefully get lucky.
Most people just don’t get it. For example, I was having my nails done one day in the town where I grew up in Missouri and the lady asked where I lived.
“Oh,” she says, “are you a show girl?” Truth is, the only place I might be qualified to be a show girl would be in Missouri since I'm 5'2" with no dancing experience. Yes, lady, and if you ever actually got on an airplane and experienced life outside of this chic cosmopolitan town you call home, you are welcome to go the Golden Nugget and hold my feather headdress.
However, when friends are in town, I’m not afraid to go to the strip, dress like a slut, and party like a rock star. After a couple of nights, I’m always glad to go home.
ALL About Me
- Melissa
- My name is Melissa and welcome to my blog. I live in Las Vegas with my husband, Robert, and my two kids, Nick and Taylor. We also have a large cat, Enzo. I grew up in Springfield, Missouri, where most of my family still lives. I work in the gaming industry in Las Vegas, or doing the "Devil's Work," as my Mother says. I've been consulting for the past couple of years which is just fancy talk for unemployed. No, there is no secret I can share with you that will make you hit the slot machine or win the lottery. If there was, wouldn't I have done it myself years ago? I'm getting ready to parent in teenage years of which I am woefully unskilled and inept. I woke up one morning and I was 40, and never realized that Life was Passing Bye. I promise from now on to save the world.
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