by Jada Elworthy on
Bait and switch. These guys sent me a promotion in the mail -- free entry for me and four friends all night on one specific night. I went there with my roommate and a friend of his, and we managed to park free on the street not too far away. We got to the entrance and there was no line (we arrived around 1:30 or 1:45 AM) and showed the guy our IDs and then gave him the card with the promotion on it. He tried to tell us some crap about how there was a misprint on the card and that it was actually supposed to say that we had to sign up for the guest list and arrive before 11:30 to get in free, and that we would have to pay the cover. I told him that it said very clearly "free entry all night", and he tried to convince me that the text directly under that said that we had to do the guest list. That would have been almost plausible except for the fact that the text he was pointing to said to visit the club's site and use the promotion code OPERA for discounted tickets. I told him that we weren't going to be paying any cover and it was either we go in for free or we leave. He wouldn't budge and said that we had to pay the cover, and we turned around and left. Then we walked over to some other place that didn't have an ass for a bouncer and we convinced them to waive the $10 cover for us since it was already 2 AM...
by Danyell Jacquez on
This place needs a "Saint" to get me to go back there again. After the incident that took place when I went there last Saturday, I went on rateclubs and was delighted to see I am not the only one who feels this way. We went to pay the cover charge and when we said we were there for a party, there were not one but TWO people scrambling to do the simplest of tasks. This place is so mismanaged it's obvious to anyone who walks in that they don't know what they're doing. So we head to the bar, which didn't ease any of my qualms. If you're going to hire people to serve drinks, you should first TEACH them how to make drinks. I got a cosmo that was so nasty I had to chug it so I could get another drink and erase the taste out of my mouth (probably the first time I chugged a drink not for the sole purpose of getting drunk). We had a table and a bottle of Grey Goose. The waitress made our drinks for us, which proved to be worse than if we had made them ourselves. She was making drinks so stiff that I don't even think she needed to waste her time bringing the mixers over in the first place. I mean, everyone likes a stiff drink, but if I order a Red-Bull and vodka...I'm probably not going to expect to get a Grey Goose on the rocks. Eventually, the birthday girl got very, VERY drunk. I understand that as adults we are responsible for our own level of intoxication, but when you trust someone to make your drinks for you, and you PAY THEM MONEY to do so, it becomes a bit of their fault as well (it's not like she was double fisting these things, either). She went to use the ladies room, but the stupid mirrors put her into a frenzy and then she didn't even think she was going into the women's room seeing as how the only distinguishable difference outside the bathrooms is the same font, same letter only one is upside-down (Julia F. pointed this out as well) and being even the slightest bit drunk this would have confused any person. So she barged into the men's room, but before she could exit the bouncers were already flipping the hell out. I tried to explain as calmly as I could the confusion and the manager (or whoever this dweeb was...nice gelled hair guy...YOU'RE IN YOUR 40s) could not have been more rude to me. He screamed at me (I was not drunk whatsoever, by the way) and I tried to tell him his wait staff should learn to make a damn drink, but before I could we were outside on the curb. Bottom Line: Small, weird rooms. Awkward entryway. Bad drinks. Ridiculous cover charge. Mirrors that make you dizzy and want to puke. THE WORST MANAGEMENT. Sorry it's so long but this place made me so mad I had to take the time to explain why.
by Candice R. on
Me and a girlfriend are new to the area, and we stumble upon this club. Getting through the line quickly (as we are very lovely females) was no problem at all. Once inside, the boys are hound dogs and the bartenders are filthy liars. My advice to all drinkers who want bang for their buck: DO NOT TRUST THE BARTENDERS. Maybe the man thought the guy who was buying my drink was a sleazebag (because he was). I was slow to tell the bartender what I wanted, and he asked if I trusted him. I said yes. Well, he gave me this fruity drink that either had no or very little alcohol. The guy who bought my drink was PISSED OFF when we found out that it was Kool-aid. Bartender man promises theres some vodka in there, but I knew there was none. In short: this place is great if you want to dance with guys who are crazy horny. Also, there are lots of "white tigers" (caucasian males who prey on asian females), or maybe that was just my section of the dance floor. I must say, those asian fellas need to get some balls. Just don't drink here. Pre-funk it, or drink Kool-aid.