Just got back from six hours at the pool and had to vent. Apparently the management at Caesar's does not find it necessary to hire competent staff people since our waitress Valentina chose to approach us at best, once an hour and to take atleast another 45 minutes to get us our orders. I understand that this place is packed but service sufficiency is what casinos are all about and I cannot imagine that they endorse her inability to actually perform her job. With that said, I drank enough that I am currently considering a nap in order to make it out tonight...
And even though I am pissed, there was one highlight from her service when Valentina approached us with our first bucket of Coronas (cans) and the following conversation ensued....
V: Would you like some more? (thick argentinean accent)
Note: She has just delivered us five full Coronas for two people.
Us: No, we are okay, we will just drink these..
Her response was priceless...
V: Such big boys SO LITTLE CANS...
I am not sure what that means but I have a feeling she just tried to offer us something that is not on the official menu.. and yes, if you do not understand any of that neither do I.
Anyway off to shit, shower, and shave...
Oh before I forget.. Celine Dion is the main performer here at Caesar's and has some crazy contract that makes it impossible for her to ever be poor or for the entire country of Canada to be poor. As such, her face is on all of chips here... Anyway, the first night of blackjack playing, Dave, the gambler, invoked a NO CELINE rule, which basically means that everytime we play any form of game, we demand that each player flip over any chip in front of them so that her face is not showing. Currently, every table we have played at has resulted in all players and dealers making sure that Celine's face is on the felt... Which proves that no one loves Celine Dion while Germans love David Hasselhoff.
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