“Hey!” he says.
“Come and take a picture of me!”
He is waving a gold microphone from his seat behind the wheel of a hospitality van. He’s stopped at a traffic light on Pacific Ave behind the looming Revel.
“I’m Omar the great,” he says, reaching for a business card.
If you stay at the Fantasea Flagship resort in Atlantic City’s inlet neighborhood, Omar can drive you around. “I also do comedy on here,” he says, brandishing the mic again and handing over his card.
“Have a great day. Don’t let it go away.”