My brush with Donald Trump
I only recently remembered that I was once in a room with Donald Trump once. Yeah. 1990. I got tickets to a Mike Tyson fight… at the Trump Plaza hotel in Atlantic City. All the beautiful people were ringside. Rap Stars… and Sports Heroes… and your host for the evening…. I was sitting in the last row of the place… way up there… barely able to see…. and there wasn’t much to see. Iron Mike punched some guy into orbit… first round knockout. It was scary. The place went so crazy I thought there was gonna be a riot…. I mean.. some people paid hundreds of dollars a ticket… and the thing lasted two minutes. I thought they were mad that they didn’t get their money’s worth So I put on my coat… and headed for the exit… but things calmed down… everybody filed out of the arena… presumably headed to the casino floor to spend all their money. But all that cash coming in … it still didn’t pay for the sparking chandeliers dripping from the ceilings at Trump Plaza… and the casino went bankrupt. And it changed hands. Back in 1990 that hotel was the glittering jewel of atlantic clity. But it never made good money…. and this morning… The Trump Plaza hotel…. was blown upt. Controlled explosions collapsed the 37 story building … All that’s left behind this afternoon… is a heap of rubble…. and memories of Donald Trump’s Jersey Shore heyday. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.