Some Sad Things I Saw In Vegas That I Just Now Remembered

I forgot to share these things, but today in a moment of boredom, I realized that I wanted to, so here they are.

Thing One: We went dancing at this place called "Rum Jungle." They had about 300 kinds of rum for drinking, which was interesting, as the bottles spanned two stories of bar-back shelves. The dancing was OK, but the music could've been a little better. None of this is sad yet... but don't fret. It's coming. Vegas is full of hot (attractive) people, and a dance club with booze and music on a Saturday night is even moreso, with one notable exception. There was this one really really really fat guy... like really fat. A doctor might call him morbidly obese. He was well dressed, just like everyone else in the club, and seemed happy. He was with a very attractive, thin, blonde, big-breasted, whatever kind of chick. Now, what makes me sad is that she was probably a rental, which is sad that the guy is so huge that girls won't talk to him. But here's two possible reasons why it shouldn't make me sad:

• He was enjoying himself, and if she truly was a rental, she was getting paid, and even better, getting paid to go out dancing and drinking.
  
• He was enjoying himself, and if she wasn't a rental after all, she really loves the guy, and they're a happy couple.
  

So, you ask yourself, why should that last bit make me sad? Well, because the initial thoughts I had that she's a rental and the poor guy has to buy sex and a date. If that's not the case, then I'm sad because I assumed wrong.

Thing Two: I was taking a leak, and I actually saw a guy empty a bag full of pee into a urinal. I had seen this in movies before, and conceptually I know that it's something people with different conditions must deal with every day, but I hadn't ever seen it in real life until I was in Vegas. That didn't really make me sad, but it was interesting.

I can't think of the others right now, but all in all, it's a depressing place, and I can't wait to go back!