My coworker and I found amazing parking around the corner from the club. The bouncer looked at us and priced us, "the girl is free and you are $20." Seriously?
La Vida on Saturday is disgusting.
Douchebags everywhere and girls who are over done.
I bought drinks for the ladies... because I felt naturally obligated to pay for women despite the fact that my goal wasn't to sleep with them. Maybe I feel bad that they'll be hitting glass ceiling in their careers at some time, but they are nice people when they aren't catty. I figured, hey, you shared your hot Cheetos with me at work... I'll buy you a patron shot.
3 Patron shots, closed my tab... $42.
Beautiful. At least the music was amazing. They had hip hop accompanied by a live drum player. Straight clubs have the best music.
No one seemed approachable. We left and the valet was a mess. Fights and accidents everywhere as expected. My coworker told me that if her bf found out some guys were hitting on her he would be down there with his posse in 5 minutes and then there would be cops and yellow tape everywhere. She was serious and told a story.
We found an amazing Thai place patronized by Thai people and with a Thai band playing. As we sat on the patio I felt like I was in Thailand.