I was in Las Vegas for a business convention and arrived at the hotel midday on Friday. Originally, I was given a room on the 15th floor, but when I tried to turn in for the night at around 11pm, I was awakened by a group of shrieking hyenas in heat. Startled by the notion that I had checked into the local zoo and not the Hilton, I went downstairs to the front desk. On my way down, I was shocked to discover that the mild, classy hotel I'd entered earlier that day had transformed into a meat auction, where both the goods and bidders were walking advertisements for Ed Hardy and the discount section of Forever 21. After a brief chat with Ray during which I explained my bewilderment and my necessity for sleep in order to conduct the back-to-back meetings I had planned for the next day, I was given a different room, far away from the cattle auction. While this made my trip bearable, the disappointments from this so-called Hilton did not end.\n\nOn Sunday, I went down to the taxi stand at 10am for a cab and found myself in a line ten people deep. I waited over 15 minutes for a taxi. I refuse to believe that mid-morning on a SUNDAY is Las Vegas' rush hour. Apparently, the valet service wanted to sell a party bus to the unsuspecting guests, and a slew of cabs suddenly appeared only AFTER the Hilton charged $10/person to a party of 7 to rent a limo. Thanks, dude with glasses for making us wait in the heat while you lined your pockets. Truly, a class act one would generally expect from an establishment as well known as the Hilton corporation.\n\nIf you're a 20-something with poor fashion taste and questionable judgment in the opposite sex looking for a regrettable one night stand, this is the hotel for you. Otherwise, spend your hard earned money and precious vacation time somewhere else.