"Would you feel the same if you had a daughter who wanted to be a prostitute? If so then how sad for her to have you for a dad."

How much sadder it must be for the daughter who has for a father a judgmental hard-line patriarch who, by definition, "always knows best".

I'm not surprised to hear this at all. I only go to Vegas once per year, and that's for the Global Gaming Expo. I even made a special point to put aside the grumpiness of past years and what did I get? Cabbies who long-hauled me without surcease -- one even going as far to swear at me when I asked for a short run!, porn-mongers with their pamphlets littering the whole strip, and being refused the right to spread my bet at blackjack. I guess being down $1,600 with a $40 maximum bet didn't convince them that I was actually more interested in the liquor than anything else.

Along the veins of cassierides' post, if you don't like slot machines, give Washington State a try. Much better scenery outside the casinos, much better treatment inside them. You just have to learn how to play Spanish 21, because that game is everywhere over there :P

Although RPJ has effectively dodged the issue, I'd like to address the first thing he said:

*** None of you -- including Jeff Simpson -- get it. This is LAS VEGAS, and tipping makes the world go 'round. These folks DID NOT HAVE TO TIP to have a good time that night, but THEY CERTAINLY HAD TO TIP to get SPECIAL TREATMENT at the WORLD'S TOP NIGHTCLUB (of the moment). ***

Unfortunately, what happened here was extortion, not tipping. There was NO choice but to pay these fees or they would be denied service.

And I confess, I haven't been to Vegas in well over a year, and I really doubt I ever will be there again, as trip after trip of tip-hustling dealers and long-hauling cabbies were topped off on my last visit when I parlayed a $1 hardway bet (under my control) to a tip well over $400, and I didn't even get a thank you. I guess I didn't tip enough to get that courtesy. Not like I was holding out for a McDonalds comp or anything.

Meanwhile, the gambling stakes that would barely even get me a snack bar comp in Vegas gets me infinitely better treatment at the table games in Wa. State. And I have to pay for my own alcohol there? Oh no, paying for a drink with a modest tip on top is SO much more expensive than a free drink that comes with a much larger expected tip to get served more than once every vernal equinox.