Ok, so this crazy chick starts threatening me and STILL I am made to stick around and she's allowed to roam free. Yup, that's right, she tells them she's sorry for causing a scene and she gets to leave and no matter how much begging I do they make me stay. At first they asked me if I wanted to wait in the security office and I'm like "no, cause I need to go and I don't want to go to any freakin office, I wanna go home". Of course, after about 30 minutes of standing outside near my car I started to get chilly. I ask the guy if I can get my sweatshirt out of the car and he says 'no'. I'm not kidding you. He said he would go to the car and get it for me. Well, fuck that. Next thing you know he'll see something in my car that he doesn't like and my car will be impounded. He wasn't going to my car without me. I said "let's compromise, I'll go with you and show what I want because there's a bunch of clothes in my car" and he wouldn't fucking let me. I can't even believe I'm writing this. But, apparently, when being detained for NOTHING, you also have to be treated as if you are 2 years old.
So, finally I cave in because I heard him on the radio trying to find out where Metro was and they weren't going to be there anytime soon. I think they had like two or three calls to deal with before they even got to me. Great.
David was allowed to leave, so he did. I can't blame him. So, we go to the security office because I'm sick of standing and its getting cold and I'm not allowed to have my sweatshirt. They made me sit on this padded bench that is up against the wall and there's a handcuff on the bench and it's attached to a pole. I guess they put you in the handcuff if you are being detained for an actual legitimate reason. Not the case with me.
I sit and I sit and I wait and I wait. About 2 or 3 hours later and me nodding off about ten times because now it's like 4 in the morning, Metro Police FINALLY arrive.
These two guys were the best part of the night. Not only were they in shape, young and smokin hot, but they were also the voice of reason and thank god because I really needed one. They apologized for being so late and I gave them a quick rundown of the events including the accident etc. They were like "did you actually touch the girl?" and I"m like "no". And they were like "did she touch you?" and once again, I"m like 'no'. They were like "really? you've been sitting here waiting for us for two hours and nobody touched anyone?" and i'm like "yeah, I can't believe it either". So, they leave me and go to some other room where amazon girfriend and boyfriend are free to roam about (they probably had a nice buffet and open bar set up for them too". I'm still not sure if they watched the video or not, but when they talked to her she basically admitted that i didn't really do anything major to her and that she really just wanted my updated information to include my new phone number so that the insurance stuff could be taken care of and that was that. YUP - that was it.
They got out a little index card and asked me for my most current address and phone number and gave it to her and then I was free to leave.
Of course, standard procedure has to be followed and that means that I am now banned from EVERY station casino property in the world. I think they are just in nevada but to be safe let's just say "the world". YES, that's right, I am now banned from Red Rock, Green Valley Ranch, Texas Station, Aliante station, Palace Station, all of the Fiesta properties, all of the Wildfire Casino properties, Santa Fe Station where I bowl with my parents sometimes and a bunch of others that I can't think of right now. You get my point. I'm banned because that's what they do whenever there is an incident with anyone for anything that results in the police showing up. I had to sign a form and they took my picture. Nice.
They did give me the head of security for all of the properties' card and told me to call him in a couple of days because if I explain my story to him and let him know the outcome (that I was allowed to leave and didn't go to jail or anyting) he may go ahead and lift the ban. I'm not even sure how long the ban is and neither was security. They just said it could be a month, a year or forever. Nobody knows. Whatever. Gay. Hate this place and I'm not wanting to be a patron of their establishment anyway.
Now, since I'm banned from the property I have to be escorted to my car. I'm not allowed to leave by myself and I have to "IMMEDIATELY vacate the premises or else I"ll be arrested". Okay, fine, whatever, believe me when I tell you that I couldn't wait to get the hell off their ghetto ass property.
One problem... We get to my car and guess what? It's not driveable. Oh yeah, that's right. The crazy whore, the owner of the truck, the one that was allowed to leave while I was FORCED to sit in security office for two hours against my will took it upon herself to do MORE damage to my car. She rammed her truck into my car three or four times stated the witnesses that were there leaving me a note.
to be continued...
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