Thursday, April 1, 2010

Something Else I Hate

Last night my boss party-pimped me out - he couldn't bro-down with a client so he sent me in his stead. I quite like being pimped out in this fashion, except for the brutal hangover I've had all day. And I could do without ever getting the beer shits at work. Dream big, I always say.

But so! About my night. After a very boozy dinner at Momofuku, we hit up not one but TWO private bars. I fucking hate these places and would like to air my grievances about them. What the hell is the point of these shit holes anyway? You set up some snooty bitch at the top of some stairs and make people say a password or the name of some other asshole already inside just to get in. Then you go downstairs and it's packed with douchey guys in suits and wanna be models. It really grinds my gears.

And the drinks! Don't even get me started on those. Last night I went to the Boom Boom Room which is on the top floor of the Standard Hotel. The view was good, I'll give 'em that, but I bought one vodka soda and a tonic water with no booze in it and bitch told me it was $26! TWENTY-SIX.

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