LVSteve
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It was 28 years ago today, 11 August 1997, that I landed in Las Vegas to start a two to three year job. So much for that plan, eh?
One of my UK colleagues was pretty sure I'd stay here. It all had to do with what happened the day I was told there was a job out here that might be right up my alley. That afternoon I carried on with what I was doing, and at about 1715 I climbed into my car to go home. I started the motor, turned on the radio and was putting on my seatbelt while the DJ was waffling about something. Just as I was about to slip the car into drive the DJ stopped waffling and a tune came on. It was ZZ Top playing Viva Las Vegas. Messages from fate don't come much clearer than that.
One of my UK colleagues was pretty sure I'd stay here. It all had to do with what happened the day I was told there was a job out here that might be right up my alley. That afternoon I carried on with what I was doing, and at about 1715 I climbed into my car to go home. I started the motor, turned on the radio and was putting on my seatbelt while the DJ was waffling about something. Just as I was about to slip the car into drive the DJ stopped waffling and a tune came on. It was ZZ Top playing Viva Las Vegas. Messages from fate don't come much clearer than that.