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Keeping Las Vegas Safe From Litterers and Al Qaeda

Dec 8, 2012 by Daniel McBane 10 Comments

This entry is part 2 of 3 in the series Annoying People

Annoying People

  • 1 - Fat Man on a Little Bus
  • 2 - Keeping Las Vegas Safe From Litterers and Al Qaeda
  • 3 - Why was Pedro in Beijing and Why Was He Naked?

I think it’s about time I added to my ongoing series of annoying people. Today’s example comes from Las Vegas, but this person is found absolutely everywhere on earth. Wherever there’s a job to be done, there’s bound to be a person overdoing that job. That’s right; today we’re going to look at the people who take themselves—and by extension, their crappy jobs—way too seriously.

Las Vegas Strip Paris Bally's

I needed a picture and this happened in Vegas, so… (Photo by Moyan Brenn)

Not all versions of this person are necessarily annoying. In fact, many are even considered heroes. Countless movies and TV shows feature protagonists whose lives consist of nothing but their jobs. Take the show CSI for example. Pretty much every character on that show takes their job so seriously that they basically don’t exist outside the office.

Essentially just lab techs from Las Vegas, New York or Miami (that’s when I stopped paying attention and I’m sure they’ve got a CSI: Fargo by now), they manage to take on every other duty a cop might perform, as well as some light CIA work, such as single-handedly taking out a drug cartel or toppling a third-world dictator. Many would see such a character as heroic; to me they’re losers who need a job to give their lives meaning.

Nevertheless, I can see the argument for their greatness (self-sacrifice and all that BS), which is why I’m going to ignore these versions of the ‘super-employee’ and focus instead on those with jobs absolutely no one but the person in question could possibly see as important. Specifically, I’m going to look at security guards at an empty luxury high-rise in Las Vegas.

After graduating from college with an MBA, I decided to put my new degree to good use by driving myself and all my possessions to Las Vegas and working as a security guard. It actually turned out to be the perfect job, apart from an hourly wage that would have a ten year old Bangladeshi sweat-shop worker reaching for the picket signs.

I worked at a new high-rise building full of luxury condos that were still in the process of being sold. That meant almost no one had moved in yet and we were basically guarding an empty building. All I had to do was walk around outside the building twice during an eight hour shift; the rest of the time I sat behind a desk. You could keep busy as you liked, so many guards would watch TV or do crossword puzzles. I read.

I caught up on all the classics of world literature I missed out on as a high school student in the United States, where political correctness takes precedence over education—in three years of school, we did not read a single work by a Russian author, but we did have to read a book by a local Native American writer who, judging by the quality of his writing, wrote his masterpiece while drunk and in elementary school. He also apparently wrote for people much older than we, since we weren’t given the actual book, but a photocopy with over 50% of the writing blacked out.

I didn’t set out to write about the sorry state of the US education system though, so back to the job and my coworkers. Just one of my coworkers actually. Let’s call him Sherlock. On my first day, Sherlock was asked to train me, which anyone else would have done in one sentence: “You sit here and twice a night, take a walk around the building.” Sherlock turned this into an intensive 2-hour on-the-job training course.

The highlight for me was learning how to turn a corner. Sherlock explained to me, at length and in great detail, how to properly round the corner from one side of the building to the other. I’ll sum it up: basically, you need to stay at least ten meters away from the side of the building, so that you can spot anyone who might be lurking just behind the corner waiting to ambush you.

US Army Special Forces Sniper

The job Sherlock thought he had. (Photo by Sgt. David William McLean)

When I pointed out that the sidewalk we were on was pretty much ten meters from the building and the area between the sidewalk and the building was a big flower bed full of shrubs and bushes and that I wasn’t planning on creeping through the undergrowth anyway, he beamed with pride and fired back with, “Exactly! There’s way too much cover an attacker could use to spring an ambush!”

I couldn’t tell if he was proud of me for being such a fast learner or just proud of his skills as an instructor. A little of both I suppose. Either way, I dropped it and we continued my training. A few days later, after finally passing the rigorous qualification exam on my fifth try, I started working.

Bored Security Guard

The job Sherlock actually had. (Photo by Jed Axel)

I quickly learned what I had suspected the second I met Sherlock: he was kind of a joke and an endless source of amusement to the other guards and, most of all, to the site-manager. He was constantly leaving behind ridiculous notes on completely inconsequential events. An example:

One day, he left the site manager a Styrofoam cup with a cigarette butt inside. He had cut out one side of the cup as a little window to better see the butt and had taped a long note to the back. It read something like this:

Incident Report
Incident: illegal disposal of garbage
Reporting Officer: Sherlock
Location: sidewalk, approx. 2 feet from doors
Time: discovered at 3:34pm
Observations: lipstick on cigarette
Suspects: female visitors
Method of evidence collection: used a tissue to avoid contamination
Recommended action: send to lab for DNA analysis

 

Luckily, this particular case had a happy ending. When the DNA test came back, it turned out the lipstick belonged to a female Al Qaeda operative. Our team of guards was put under Sherlock’s control and quickly dispatched to Afghanistan, where we not only apprehended the woman in question, but shut down an entire cell of terrorists and, in a ‘to be continued episode’, brought democracy to the war-torn nation.

No, wait. That was CSI: Tulsa. Or was it Missoula? Either way, it wasn’t us. In our case, the DNA test did confirm Sherlock’s suspicions that the subject was female, but unfortunately her DNA was not in the system. And while we enhanced video footage of a reflection in a hubcap of her reflection in a window, we were never able to locate and apprehend her. This litterer remains at large to this day, tossing cigarette butts left and right all over the otherwise pristine Las Vegas streets.

Filed Under: United States Tagged With: annoying people, United States, Las Vegas

Comments

  1. Sire says

    Dec 9, 2012 at 22:24

    Actually I would have thought that the lipstick alone would have been proof enough that the perpetrator was a female.

    I have to admit you had me going there for awhile with that part about heading over to Afghanistan. 😀 Don’t know where my head was at.

    Reply
    • Daniel says

      Dec 10, 2012 at 04:36

      You’d think so, but this being Vegas, the lipstick doesn’t necessarily indicate a female perpetrator. Or a human one.

      Reply
  2. Denise says

    Dec 15, 2012 at 15:02

    This sounds like the first chapter of a novel. You could do something with that 🙂

    Reply
    • Daniel says

      Dec 16, 2012 at 02:12

      Knowing ‘Sherlock’, he’s probably already written it–the whole trilogy. And now he’s working on a prequel that covers the childhood years of our hero.

      Reply
  3. Lorraine @ Not Quite Nigella says

    Dec 16, 2012 at 02:01

    Hehe what a great story! And I bet he would have loved being called Sherlock! 😛

    Reply
    • Daniel says

      Dec 16, 2012 at 02:14

      He probably called himself that anyway. Although, he likely would have chosen a more action-oriented figure, like Bond or any character played by Bruce Willis or Chuck Norris.

      Reply
  4. Frank says

    Oct 18, 2013 at 21:17

    Ha! I’m surprised he didn’t walk around with a flame thrower to take care of that bed of shrubs.
    Good story.
    Frank (bbqboy)

    Reply
    • Daniel McBane says

      Oct 19, 2013 at 13:15

      If he happens to stumble on this post and read your comment, he’ll have a request filed to add a flamethrower to the list of standard guard equipment in no time.

      Reply
  5. Shanghai Ronin says

    Nov 8, 2013 at 08:54

    The guy sounds Japanese to me! haha

    I love how you had this crazy random security job in Las Vegas.. I guess you didn’t last there long?

    Reply
    • Daniel McBane says

      Nov 8, 2013 at 12:56

      Apart from the pathetic salary and all the weirdos who work there, this was actually the best job I ever had. All I had to do was show up and sit behind a desk without falling asleep. I caught up on so many books I’d been wanting to read and even found time to study for the Series 7 exam and Latin (can’t even remember why I thought that might be worth doing). But yeah, since I enjoy things like food and shelter, I had to eventually move on to a job that paid enough to afford such luxuries.

      Reply

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