A vision of madness.
First, some background for those unaware: Right now we work as an electrician at Le Rêve, a mega-resort in Las Vegas opening in April 2005. It is being built on the Wynn Resorts property, which used to be the Desert Inn. (Note: The last standing building of what was the Desert Inn is being imploded next week, to make room for Le Rêve's second tower.)
I digress.
The old Desert Inn's parking garage is still standing, and there is a smaller garage next to it that has a capacity for nearly one thousand construction workers. Because of the crowding, and new workers arrive daily, many of us park in the adjacent parking lots: Treasure Island, the Fashion Show Mall, the Frontier. It has never been a problem, until today.
Apparently, these properties want payment by Wynn so that we may continue to park there. The powers-that-be, as it were, refused. Therefore, security was in force this morning, turning us all away. It took twenty minutes for me to enter the jobsite, and another twenty to find parking. Mind you, I parked illegally: I double parked facing the wrong direction, on the roof no less. Though I was not the only one. Others were forced to park under construction equipment. As I walked to our lock-up, I saw men literally ripping a fence apart to gain access to another area of the site in order to park their vehicles. All in all, I was an hour late to work, and there were others who arrived much later than that.
This must improve. It is beyond reason to leave our home at four-thirty in the morning just to arrive on time by six o'clock. Several journeymen say they give it a few days for Wynn to strike a deal with these other properties and, if not, they are walking off the job. I tend to see their point: It is frustrating to work a ten-hour shift and spend an additional two hours each day dealing with parking before and after the shift.
I digress.
The old Desert Inn's parking garage is still standing, and there is a smaller garage next to it that has a capacity for nearly one thousand construction workers. Because of the crowding, and new workers arrive daily, many of us park in the adjacent parking lots: Treasure Island, the Fashion Show Mall, the Frontier. It has never been a problem, until today.
Apparently, these properties want payment by Wynn so that we may continue to park there. The powers-that-be, as it were, refused. Therefore, security was in force this morning, turning us all away. It took twenty minutes for me to enter the jobsite, and another twenty to find parking. Mind you, I parked illegally: I double parked facing the wrong direction, on the roof no less. Though I was not the only one. Others were forced to park under construction equipment. As I walked to our lock-up, I saw men literally ripping a fence apart to gain access to another area of the site in order to park their vehicles. All in all, I was an hour late to work, and there were others who arrived much later than that.
This must improve. It is beyond reason to leave our home at four-thirty in the morning just to arrive on time by six o'clock. Several journeymen say they give it a few days for Wynn to strike a deal with these other properties and, if not, they are walking off the job. I tend to see their point: It is frustrating to work a ten-hour shift and spend an additional two hours each day dealing with parking before and after the shift.
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