This was the young crowd. The young Asian Mafia, if you will. Half of the crowd had Xs on their hands. And the other half probably used fake IDs to avoid being marked underage. I think those boys go to my sister's school.
Apparently Uggs are acceptable footwear at a nightclub. Between that and the Abercrombie sweatshirt some boy was wearing, I do not know why I even bothered brushing my hair before going out.
And this, my friend, was my NINE DOLLAR shot. Courvoisier, you say? No. It was a Jagerbomb. I ordered two - one for me and one for David. "That'll be 18 dollars." Good lord. If I did not have a tab open I probably would have told the bartender to take the shots because I was not going to.
The good thing about going to an 18+ club is that there is not a crowd at the bar. The average wait time to be serviced was less than 3 minutes, as compared to 30 minutes at other places. But waiting 3 seconds, let alone 3 minutes, for a nine dollar shot of Jager and Red Bull is outrageous.
2 comments:
you're lucky i was already drunk, or it woulda been $27! my god, what a rip! and hey, you didn't take pictures of the naked go go dancer??
9 bucks is pretty cheap for a jagerbomb. living in boston sucks.
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