RO is in Vegas, by day for work. By night he's gambling and partying.
He forgot to call last night. I didn't think much of it. He called me this morning. At some point while we were talking, he asked me where I was.
"At work" I answered.
"Why are you at work at eight?"
"It's only eight."
"You usually go home by six."
"I just got to work. It's eight in the morning."
"What? Oh my God."
He didn't realize he'd been up all night. When he got to his hotel room, and saw the clock, he thought it was 8pm. He said. "Vegas has no time. I left work at four, gambled a little, talked to some people, then came back to the hotel."
He forgot to call last night. I didn't think much of it. He called me this morning. At some point while we were talking, he asked me where I was.
"At work" I answered.
"Why are you at work at eight?"
"It's only eight."
"You usually go home by six."
"I just got to work. It's eight in the morning."
"What? Oh my God."
He didn't realize he'd been up all night. When he got to his hotel room, and saw the clock, he thought it was 8pm. He said. "Vegas has no time. I left work at four, gambled a little, talked to some people, then came back to the hotel."
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