Hookers'n Coke - It's Vegas

So I've just gotten out of a meeting with [customer] where I had to explain to why [poorly spec'd feature of our flagship product] doesn't work like a normal person thinks it should. That was fun.

So I'm driving home. Take a left from Polaris onto Tropicana. Cross over the Strip and there I am sitting at a light.

So I do what most people do in that situation, I watch the people around me. Look in my rearview mirror and there's a chick fiddling with something in her lap. She's got a lot of makeup on, looks a little scrawny and haggard. Driving an older beat up car. Then she leans down, plugs a nostril, and inhales.

I just saw a hooker snort coke while sitting in traffic. I opt for the next right, since, you know, coke sniffing hookers probably don't have car insurance.