The other night I got a call from a friend of mine in Las Vegas. He had a couple of spare tickets to one of the shows on the strip and wanted to know if I would be interested in taking them off his hands. Most of the time, I avoid the strip, except on the rare occasion some one comes into town for a visit. I made an exception to the rule, and decided to take him up on his offer. Since I had two tickets, I figured I would call my friend Roxy and see if she was interested in attending the show with me. Last time I chatted with her, I was getting the notion that she grown tired of my ilk, so I figured a free ticket to an awesome show might be the talisman I need to sway her opinion of me. As usual, I was wrong..
"Roxy, my buddy Tyrone gave me a couple of tickets to 'Jersey Boys' for the 10 P.M. show. How about meeting me down at the Paris around 9:30 and will go watch it?" I tried to invite myself over to her place for Thanksgiving to no avail, so I figured this would be a way to soften her up? Tickets to a full scale Vegas production are not cheap, and I remember her telling me how much she enjoyed the shows on the strip. Anyways, I got her usual response.."Jethro, what makes you think that I want to be seen with you in public? I remember specifically telling you on a number of occasions to lose my number. Jesus, what is it with you? Are all guys from Kansas as stupid as you? Oh one last thing, I wouldn't go to a show with you if you were the last guy in Las Vegas! Now please! Lose my number!" You would think that I would be deterred by her response to my question, but I'm persistent. Like I've stated in a number of my previous blogs. Roxy and I have a weird connection that I just can't let go..
"Roxy I tell you what, I know how much you like 'Jersey Boys', why don't you do this. Meet me down their and I will give you the ticket. You can walk in before me so know one will think were together. I'll come in when the show starts. After the show is over, I'll wait for you to leave. Look, I don't want to go to the show alone, and I don't want to waste the tickets. What do you say?" There was a long pause on the phone, for a minute, I thought that she had hung up on me..."Roxy, are you still there?" Her response is what I like to call classic 'Vegas Girl'.."Jethro, why don't you give me both the tickets? I'll take some one who I really want to go with. If not, you can shove them up your ass." Like I said earlier, Roxy and I have a weird connection, so I agreed to her request.
About an hour later, I stopped by her place to deliver the tickets. I knock on the door and a guy answers it. "You must be Jethro? Hey, Roxy is getting ready for the show. Dude I really appreciate you lining us up with these tickets. Roxy told me to tell you thanks. Hey man, take this $20. You saved me a whole pile of cash by coming through with these tickets." Nowadays, it seems like I'm always on the short end of the stick. Now, I wasn't mad that Roxy was taking another guy to the show. After all, she is a high end call girl. The thing that really perturbed me? The face value for both of the tickets was $200. I thought about telling the guy to give me more, but that would have been a little awkward, and Roxy would have gotten more pissed at me. Anyways, I take the money and ask him if I could speak to Roxy. He wasn't to hip to that idea.."Look dude, I know you and Roxy have a brief history, but she's with me now. So don't make a scene. Besides, she told me specifically to take the tickets and send you on your way, by the way my name is Steve." I then shook his hand and told him to have a good time at the show. When I got back to my apartment, I told my roommate about the experience..His response.."Shouldn't that be enough to let you know that she's not interested in you? You met her new boyfriend, and he told you point blank to get lost. You need to forget about her and move on to the next."
I like to end every post of mine with a thought I'm having..Call it the village idiot thought of the day.."It's not that I expect a whole lot from a girl like Roxy. She's not the white picket fence and raise the kids kind of women. Bottom line! She's dangerous! That's the attraction! My uncle Ned in Kansas asked me why I'm attracted to a girl like that. He said that I need to find a girl out in Las Vegas who doesn't make a living lying on her back. Believe it or not, that's kind of a hard thing to do."
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