11 August 2008
No Open Bar & Pros on the Stroll
Posted by
Esha
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Weekend Recaps .
Last night a few friends and I decide to hang out in Bethesda at a lounge and to check out a few bars in the area. Typically, we usually either hang out somewhere in DC, but no one felt like being bothered with the crowds and the parking hassles.
Our first stop was Juste Lounge. Never. Ever. Again. Will I step foot into that false advertising establishment. The only reason my friend and I picked it was b/c they advertised an OPEN BAR from 9-11pm. So cool. Free drinks=more money in our pockets. When we arrived there, the place was DOA (Dead On Arrival), because it was still pretty early. Cool. Not a problem. We can drink and leave and head to the next spot. We walk in and the guy hands us a red ticket. We looked at it and said, “OK?”. We made our way to the bar, and the bartender asked us what we were drinking. Pretty simple. Ciroq and Cranberry. He then asks for our red ticket. So we gave it to him. How come, he informed us, that we only get one complimentary drink?
Record scratches.
Hold up. Wait a minute. What happened to the OPEN BAR? I showed him the webpage that was advertising it. All he did was shrug his shoulders. He said he only does what management tells him. We couldn’t believe it. One red drink ticket, for one watered down drink. We made a few phone calls and waited my ‘date’ to join us. As soon as he arrived, we were out of there and headed some place that would truly offer an OPEN BAR.
At this point there’s the three of us. My friend, my date and I. We were like Three’s Company. Just the ‘multicultural’ version. I didn’t want him to feel like the 5th wheel so I tried to give him as much attention as possible, but we seemed to mesh instantly.
While we were at the 2nd bar, we noticed this young white girl standing in the corner with this teeny tiny skirt on and a bra/halter top. The skirt looked as though it was made for a toddler. I couldn’t believe how little it was. Standing next to her was a fat bouncer looking black guy, but he didn’t work at the bar. After a few one too many drinks, my friend (the female friend) goes up to the girl and asks her why is her skirt so small. The girl started to laugh. So my friend took it upon herself to lift the girl’s skirt up (she was drunk). Of course underneath the skirt was a string bikini. The black guy starts laughing and then says, “If you take another look, I’ll have to charge you”.
Record scratches.
This girl was a PROSTITUTE! We noticed soon after that, a few men in business suits would approach her and she’ll take their cards/and numbers and give it to the black guy who was with her. This negro was obviously her pimp! Her they are, in a public establishment in good ole’ Montgomery County, soliciting sex. I was floored. When you think you see it all…You see it all again!
Needless to say, the night ended on a very good note. The three of us had a lot of good laughs at each other’s expensive. Even though the hangover was a little over the top, it was definitely worth it!
