Aaron has been working long weeks and instead of our pre-planned trip up to Santa Barbara to try and nail down wedding details, he opts to surprise Kim with a trip ‘somewhere cold, but not snowing, and more than 3 hours away.’ Kim’s response: “not Vegas. Please tell me it’s not Vegas.” Aaron: “Great. I have been planning this for a week and wanted it to be a surprise. We’re going to Vegas.”
Super. J
Aaron explains that he has been in contact with our new best friend from our New Years’ trip to Vegas (along with Aaron’s business partner and wife) – our host at Planet Hollywood Casino – who has gifted us free nights, a show, and a gift certificate to the jewelery store.
I put on my game face and say, “Okay, I’m in, but I would have loved to get my hair done before we go.”
Aaron: “No problem Babe – get it cut at the casino.”
After delivering a brief lesson of the costs involved with a woman getting her hair cut in a Las Vegas spa, I tell Aaron I will call ahead and see what it costs; I am quoted $155 + 20% gratuity for a color (Okay, I admit, I have to add highlights!) and a cut. While pricey, Aaron wants to treat me to a Valentine gift and I acquiesce.
After a 90-minute highlight treatment and trim (‘you don’t need a cut’ says the hair ‘stylist’), I receive a quick blow dry and am escorted to the front desk to sign the bill which is casually put in front of me with the grand total of $350. Three hundred fifty dollars – American! They charged me $90 for the 15-minute blow-dry (insert obvious Vegas-type euphemism here).
Needless to say, I walked up to our room – in non-Kim-like-style – too uncomfortable to say anything in front of the other spa guests – and, at the same time, confident I would sic my fiance (after a minor ‘I-told-you-so’ look) on their ludicrous staff.
Which I did. And Aaron did. And after a huffy, “well what do you want to pay??” from the stylist and a curt “exactly what we were quoted,”’ from Aaron, all was well and Aaron happily gambled the difference. J
Nuts!
