Bottle Service
Tonight I spent the evening inside the VIP room at Republik, because it was my friend Amber's birthday, and she is the manager, hence our elevated position of power. We also ordered bottle service; we had our own bottle of vodka, which cost us the princely sum of 150.00 (reduced from 210.00), which also gave us all the cranberry juice we could handle. Goodbye, urinary tract infection!
I felt like a Hilton, being able to pour my own drinks and make them as strong as can be.
I'm pretty sure I got my money's worth, as I am appropriately tanked at the moment (although I had a burrito to soak up any excess hangover) and I am all about the nachos at this point.
Hooray for luxury service, and boo to any common folk who made it to the party and didn't get VIP.
I can no longer mingle amongst the common folk, and am convinced that anyone who passed up this party jam is a big loser and deserves to lose their job.
I felt like a Hilton, being able to pour my own drinks and make them as strong as can be.
I'm pretty sure I got my money's worth, as I am appropriately tanked at the moment (although I had a burrito to soak up any excess hangover) and I am all about the nachos at this point.
Hooray for luxury service, and boo to any common folk who made it to the party and didn't get VIP.
I can no longer mingle amongst the common folk, and am convinced that anyone who passed up this party jam is a big loser and deserves to lose their job.