Day 2
I wake up at 7am exhausted. I reason I'll be able to take a nap at some point today...
Head downstairs for coffee and my usual pre-breakfast session. We're going to do room service since the kids and wife will need to start work after we're doing eating.
My usual is occupied, so I head to an old school machine.
Good start.
Not getting it done. Still haven't made a 4k hand yet.
"redealt" quads. F you.
The usual opens up, and I move over.
OK, things are starting to come around!
AND... I'm unstuck!
Break the royal seal early!
Duh. "Redealt quads" AGAIN!
That, ladies and gentlemen, was simply a kickass session. I think I was 13K positive, so now I'm up 6k for the trip! I think this answers the question of "do I always run cold pre-breakfast" and of course the answer is no. There's no rhyme or reason to this game.
I'm in a much better mood now (if still tired). Grab a good breakfast (forgot pics), but wife manages to get basically everything wrong, which is probably why I forgot the pics. As she puts it, "eggs are eggs", and she's probably right, but missing two orders of bacon doesn't help. I'm forced to eat more croissant than I wanted to simply to get enough food (was going to try and behave this meal). After breakfast, the rest of the family gets to work, and I head downstairs again.
Where I get pummeled. So, so, so frosty. I have no pics to show, and I can't remember exactly but I believe I went ahead and gave back the entire 6k I was up.
I help the kids with their work for a bit, the head back downstairs in the 30 min break my wife has. Grab a whiskey which takes FOREVER, and dump 1k before
BOOM!
Timing worked out here just perfectly. I finish that short session 3.5k ahead and head back upstairs. I grab a short nap, until I am awoken by sounds of conflict coming from my youngest son and my wife.
Turns out, his teacher emailed us. Work we thought he was getting done? Nope. Assignments turned in? Nope. Once we sort through the tears, we realize he probably had gotten most of the work done but due to poor organizational skills we can't find half of it, and he never submitted the work online so from his teacher's perspective he hadn't done any of it. I realize my afternoon is now booked.
We sit for a few solid hours getting assignments done, getting the quality up, submitting, etc. It's a massive pain in the ass. About halfway through the process, I realize there's no way he's getting this done by end of day today, even if we skip NYNY. So I call it, and tell him that I'm going to email his teacher and beg for mercy (give us until the end of the weekend). Now he's in full-on "I'm getting this SHT done" mode and actually refuses to go to NYNY. I finally manage to convince him- this is going to be their one opportunity to get out of the casino this trip and I don't want him to miss it.
We head to NYNY, his teacher emails me back within 5 min and says that's ok (I knew she would), and as a post-script the kid actually cranked out work later that night, AND Saturday. Hopefully lesson learned, but I ended up proud of his work ethic.
NYNY is the usual. We hit all the normal games and amass our usual large amount of tickets-to-be-converted-to-junk.
Halo, usually 4 player but now with social distancing max is two. That's fine, I'd rather let my kids play and mess around on my phone anyways.
We wait in the prize line FOREVER. Literally, probably 45 min. Picture a single line, families with screaming kids, and one attendant who has at best an 80 IQ. So brutal. In front of us, there is a girl and her dad, and the girl is taking her sweet time on EVERY DECISION. The blue plastic junk or the red? Can I see what else is in the back? No, no I want the prize that literally is so high up on the wall the 80 IQ guy has to go get a ladder from the back to get out... and the line has to move back to make room. Zero social distancing and people are getting REALLY mad. Finally the attendant yells at everyone to move back, give space etc and I say "where the F am I supposed to move? I'm next and completely jammed up by people behind me". The family behind me is cool, they've got 5 kids that are out of control but they start moving back and we know we're in this together. Meanwhile, dad of indecisive girl realizes his girl is the reason the line is stretched around the block and proceeds to... yell at us?!
The dad behind me LOSES it. Literally starts screaming at the dude, telling him he's the problem, he has no business getting upset at us, etc. The other guy, meanwhile, starts puffing out his chest until he realizes a) dad behind me is about a ft taller than him and b) the other 30 people in line are NOT on his side. All of the sudden it's "it's all good bro, it's all good, ya just gotta let the kids choose, ya know?". Wink wink, nice nice. Whatever dude. I actually thought a fight was going to break out there for a second and had already kind of scooted my kids out of the way. So F'ing tilting.
After an eternity, we finally get the hell out of there. We make it back just in time for wife and I to get ready for an early dinner at Kabuto. She's done with work and I tell her I'm done being a dad for a bit. SO tired. SO not how I wanted to spend my Vegas Friday (school work and standing in a line for junk).
Gotta take a pause here. More later.
Day 2 thus far- +10.5k
Overall- +3.5k