Andrew and I had a lovely weekend together, both off of work together, ehich is a rare occasion. it was a Saturday night and originally we had had plans to go out for sushi with 2 friends of ours, plans changed and we ended up going out just the two of us over Harrah's Casino. We went dancing at the Voodoo lounge, in the Harrah's. The band was playing all 80s songs, and there were go-go dancers on two potiums tossing glow in the dark necklaces to the dance crowd.
After Harrah's we decided to go to Ameristar and check out the new club, called HOME. It is very exclusive. there are three different lines to get in. Andrew and I were in the "General Admissions" line. I call it the plain Jane line. More about that in a minute. The second line is for people who have their names on a list. The third line people had table reservations.
The table reservations are a 2 bottle minimum at $125 a bottle. When we finaly got into the club the lounge area has tables to sit at but they were for the reserved high price people. Where else could we sit? Officially no where to sit with out paying the fee. We saw an empty table, so we sat to people watch. Then a bouncer or someone who looks important, tells us we can't sit at that table because it is reserved. I saw that table through out the night and no one ever used the table. Obserd! So we got up and looked around the lounge for a place to sit. Three guys are standing around a "reserved table" drinking thier $125 grey goose vodka, so I go up to one of them and ask if we could sit down at their table. The guy said, Sure, the more the marrier. Andrew and I sat down and blended in with the table reserve peeps. One guy even offered us some vodka but the bottle was empty! HA!
later we went onto the dance floor, and the DJ started to toss wife beaters tee with the HOME logo on it. One of the tanks landed right infront of Andrews feet! I saw he went to get it, (thinking he was the gentalman picking it up for me...his wife!) he hands it over to a girl standing by him! He said she mummled under her breath that she caught it or something...so he gave it to her. I guess he is a gentalman either way you look at it. Oh well no free tee for me. We had fun though.
Oh so about the process of getting into this exclusive, brand new club. We are standing in line for the general public only to have bouncers let certian people from the line in first...people in BACK of us! Cutting ahead getting in first all according to the way they dress. that was our conclution anyway. The people who were cutting in, all looked a certain way. Hot and dressed to go clubbin. We felt like plain janes.
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