This past weekend I decided to take my Girlfriend to Las Vegas for a nice getaway, as she's been working pretty hard recently. I was a bit short of cash as I had just bought way too many Powerball lottery tickets in hopes of winning that 212 million dollar jackpot, so I asked her if I could borrow a grand or so to play the crap tables. Well, she wasn't too happy about it, but she loves me and knows I needed to decompress after finding out that some jack-off in New Jersey won Powerball instead of me. So we get to Vegas, and she decides to take a nap before we hit the tables. I'm a little bored, and as she hasn't given me the money yet, I decide to use the 50 bucks I do have to have a Masseuse come up to the room and give me a massage. I don't know what woke the Girlfriend up: the massage was taking place on the couch at least 10 feet away from the bed where she was sleeping.
Anyhoo, she flew into a rage, told the Masseuse to put her clothes back on, and get the hell out of the room. I barely had time to pull up my shorts, before she launched into me. I finally got her calmed down, told her I was sorry, and asked if I could still borrow the 1000. She made some negative comment that there was no way she was going to lend me money to support my depraved behavior. I said it was only 50 bucks, but if I had known it would upset her so much, I probably wouldn't have agreed to the massage in the first place. Then, in a flash of inspiration, I realized how to set things right between us. Look, I said, I know you don't want your hard earned dollars to be spent like that, so here's the deal: You lend me the thousand, and I'll give you 50 dollars back. That way, it won't be your money that paid for my bad behavior.
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