I went on priceline and got a GREAT room for $35- WAHOO! Its a great place to watch the Red Wings lose what I'd hope would be their 2nd straight cup.
I wnet down to the bar asked the tall, saucy red-haired bartender if she'd have the game on. she said she would and then made flirty small talk. I chose to watch the game in my room so that she wouldn't see me in all my Red Wing paraphanelia. I wnt down after the game and she'd been replaced by a jolly man that wanted to talk about alternative music, which he assumed I was into because I'm from NYC.
I also listened to three drunk people pretend they were hysterical. I'm sure they'll got to work tomorrow and say, "That poor bartender, were were SO mean to him! HAHAHAHAHAHA".
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