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| - Okay.. so my boyfriend and I went to Vegas. This was our first trip out of town together in the year we'd been dating. I learned on this trip that while he's adventurous in deciding just a day before to take a trip to Vegas, he's not the same when it comes to dining out. He could eat at Denny's every time you ask him where he wants to go. I wasn't surprised that he picked an Outback Steakhouse for lunch (chain places being his "thing"). We hadn't meant to end up here, but we did.
We were seated quickly and a tall young man with blond hair was our server. At first, we thought he was friendly and really good at customer service. He struck up a conversation with us and asked us lots of questions we thought were just him making small talk ("Where are you guys from?" "What made you come to Vegas?" "What do you plan to do today?" "Where are you staying?" etc). There wound up being a problem with my meal. On their menu, I didn't notice that the pasta I ordered came with green onions (I haaate onions--probably the grossest thing I can think of eating, honestly).
Being that I'm a vegetarian, there wasn't much else I could choose from (aside from the calorie murder I could act out by eating their cheese fries, without bacon). I know there's "Steakhouse" in the name, so why'd I come here? I'm still wondering about that.
The manager took the $16 pasta away and replaced it with an onion free one. Then, when the bill came, we noticed we were only charged $2.95 for the dish. That was really good customer service on her part.
Now, here's where they lose two more stars (one for the food situation).. we went to the Bodies Exhibit at the Luxor hours later. We'd told the waiter about this earlier at lunch. Well, I noticed someone following us through the exhibit until we got to a part where they'd sectioned off brains. As I was leaning in to get a closer look I noticed the guy staring at me. My boyfriend pointed out it was the waiter from earlier that day. It was just very strange and gave me the creeps. We'd given him the name of our hotel, told him where we were from, etc. And there he was. Just creepy.
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