New Years Aftermath

So almost a week has passed in the New Year and everyone is back in the harsh reality of the “everyday work life.”  I hope everyone had a good time on News Years eve.  I know I did, except for some minor mishaps at a nightlife establishment in Montreal.  I am, of course, talking about the Koko Lounge.  Unfortunately, their organization of that nightclub was, in a word, HORRIBLE!

I don't even know where to begin.  So I guess I’ll just begin with the beginning of the night (seems logical eh?).  So we purchased tickets in advance that were to allow us entrance at 11PM. Guess what time I got in?  If you are thinking that I got in right away, then you guessed wrong! I entered the Koko Lounge at 11:55pm.  That’s right...a whole FIVE minutes before the count down!  (This became 2 minutes before the countdown because I really needed to find the closest wash room).  Prior to that, my friends and I were waiting OUTSIDE in the RAIN in a fit of profanity like an Old Man Trying to send Back Soup in a Deli! Everyone in the line up was irate at this point.  So we finally get in, and I bee-line it immediately for our table, where I am confronted with the harsh realization that it is, in fact, a small table! I would hazard a guess that it was the size of my desk in high school...literally! Anyways, the drinks that were on this desk consisted of champagne and juice.  All of that wait for juice.  Finally, the countdown was upon us and we at long last managed to celebrate the New Year!  Once the countdown finished, all the guys in the club began kissing their girlfriends.  And as for this single guy…...I was drinking the champagne and Kool Aid…..yeeeaahhhhhh. Amidst the celebration, I also managed to notice that Dick Clark is still alive! I'm convinced that he is a robot!  With all the stuff that happened to the gang and me, my buddy (who was dressed like Don Corleone) had enough and finally got our booze. We ordered 4 bottles under the impression it was supposed to be free for the crap we had dealt with (the owner’s implication, not mine). Upper Management, or the Owner...whomever... thought differently. They were going to charge us for all four bottles! My buddy argued and argued and then finally came away with an agreement.  The real "Don" wouldn’t have argued.  He would have threatened the owner that if he ever wanted to shave with his own hands again that the bottles would be free.  Fortunately for management this wasn’t the real Don Corleone. In the end, everything turned out okay but the fact that we had to deal with that bullshit from this "established" club is just god damn ridiculous.  

I forgot to mention how packed it was in there.  It was so packed, I felt like I was in the pages of a Where’s Waldo book! Oh I also have to mention how during the night, they had random entertainment for our ‘enjoyment’. They had skimpily clad women on stage...which was rather hot! One girl was grinding a metal rod and a piece of metal covering her snatch. SWEAR!  Also, another two were almost naked and feeling each other up. Now you girls are thinking that this sexist and want men on stage as well. To steal a line from a hit TV show Seinfeld "A woman's body is a work of art. A man's body is a utilitarian. It's for getting around. It's like a Jeep." ‘Nough said.

Overall, New Years is over rated. You’re suppose to spend time with your friends, family and your significant others. You don't need to go somewhere fancy or spend a lot of money. Just go to someone's house and have a pot luck or something.  Not some random bar run by monkeys.  With that… Happy New Years and Koko Lounge SUCKS! This had been another...classic insight!