Wishing you the best …
And I don’t want to be negative. But, man, that’s tough decision. Second hand smoke, abusive customers, drawing the graveyard shift three weeks in a row, getting a flat tire on the way home from work when it is 112 degree out.
I love Vegas – maybe too much. I go about four times a year, and spend a whole lot of the rest of the year looking forward to the next trip. But the reason I love it so is my time is divided between poker tables/strip club/night club/Bellagio buffet (in something close to that order). If I was living there, it would be a whole different story. Without enough self-discipline, I could see myself getting in a lot of trouble fast.
Good luck to you – hope you knock ‘em dead, and please keep us posted.
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