Last night was not as much an overall success (however you may determine that type of success) but more of a series of smaller interesting successes that created a great night. As I mentioned yesterday, it was the other intern Andy’s birthday and we went to the strip to celebrate accordingly. As I stepped out of our ride to Aria, I was immediately aware of a number of people looking at me. I wasn’t sure why so I proceeded to check my fly, shirt for spills, and my nose for anything. I took a moment having checked all possible reasons and proceeded forward to the bar within. We grabbed a drink to start the night and then headed to the tram which took us to the Bellagio. On the way to the tram I had the same experience of a few walkers-by looking at me, still not sure why I continued on convinced I was making things up. When we exited the Bellagio, after procuring another drink, we took the escalator down to ground level and proceeded to walk through a very large group of people, mostly girls ages 18-24. It was then, while I was being flanked by 2 other guys, both very well dressed and taller then I (to paint a picture), that one of the girls pointed at me and in that shrill squeal trademarked by the female species proclaimed to her group of friends, “It’s the guy from the Hangover!” It clicked instantaneously, that’s why I have been getting those looks. People think I am Zack Galifianakis.
This occurred a few more times over the night, in front of the fountain at the Bellagio, at Paris, and at the MGM Grand bar. I was stunned. I had never made the connection but upon further thought, the combination of my full beard, much like he sported in the movie and their drunkenness would indeed link to a famous actor in some people’s head. As I found a corner of the bar in the MGM where I wasn;t getting weird looks, I ended up having a conversation with an older couple who were Vegas veterans and lived in the Henderson area (direct outskirts of the Strip). We began talking about the cigar I had purchased which led to him speaking about how he bought a majority of his cigars online because it was easier to get them from the other side of the globe that way. I semi muttered to myself that we should stock cigars on Pricefalls. The older man excused himself and said, ”Pardon me”. I apologized for muttering and continued to explain that I was an intern at an online Dutch Auction Website called Pricefalls.com. The older woman looked at me with a somewhat confused look on her face and said, “Dutch Auction? So what, you sell tulips?” I chuckled to myself some and I responded saying that actually that’s exactly how the Dutch Auction model was created, through tulip sales and we were using that gravity pricing idea to sell items online, eliminating all of the negative aspects of our competitors. I then explained our Boutique Style Marketplace and who usually signs up. They were both impressed and asked for a card. I nonchalantly handed him a card and was smacked in the face with realization. I just made my first successful pitch! It was easier than I expected too, all I needed was to start a conversation with someone and bring that around to my work! I was ecstatic! They excused themselves as it was getting late and the feeling of accomplishment course through my body like a drug, making me want to work on my pitch more and tailor it for the PR aspect of my job.
The remainders of the night saw the three of us walk through 4 more casinos and buildings, admiring everything from the casino floor to the tigers to the chocolate fountain (literally a fountain of chocolate) and people watching. Andy also was a fan of telling every bartender we met that it was his birthday in order to obtain a birthday drink. He was successful once, in a location I will not name, but somewhere I will now frequent due to the nice staff. We finally ended our walking tour of the bars in Las Vegas at the Luxor, a casino the other two had not been in before and calling a car to pick us up. When we got into cab, Andy proceeded to ask the driver the craziest thing he’d ever seen and we were regaled with stories of inappropriate behavior much to his delight the rest of the ride home.
Today, again, was a very relaxing day as the work week starts again tomorrow and the long days begin again. I now foresee myself crawling into bed sooner than usual and getting as much sleep as possible before the rat race starts again; but to be honest, at least I like the course I’m running.
Until next time buyers, sellers, and friends!
Josh ^the Intern^ Weaver