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| - So on Saturday, just about 22 of us decided to descend on Pure the Nightclub at Caesar's Palace Hotel. We had originally planned to have about 26 guests, but for whatever reason the individuals who had committed to our evening became a 'no show'. Nevertheless, the party had to go on, and we had more than enough testosterone to make this evening pop. Jumar and I went to the club early to attempt to connect with security and possibly get us into the club earlier. I had been corresponding with our host Shawn Olyaie (702.812.3679) since January. He was recommended by a Las Vegas Legend & internet acquaintance of mine Jack Colton (http://www.jackcolton.com/), check the site. Shawn and I spoke over texts and brief emails, he had guaranteed a 4 bottle minimum if most of our party were going to be females. However, when the evening actually transpired all we could produce were two women of the 22+ people in our party. This fact only made it more difficult for me, because no club host in their right mind would allow 20 bald Asian guys into the club at once. But I was determined, so I introduced myself to the man with the clipboard, his name was 'Ray'. After waiting about an hour, they opened the club, fortunately I was at the front of the line, and Ray grabbed my license then confirmed that I had a table reservation. He said that if I wanted all 22 of our party into the party that I would have to switch to a 7 bottle minimum. I refused. But I knew that the bachelor was going to be uber - disappointed if I could not get them in. I then said to Ray, 'what is it going to take to make him honor our reservation'. He looked at me, and I put two fingers in the air.
He nodded. We were in.
I told Jaeson to gather the troops and walk them over to the VIP line; they counted each head and put us in front of their core staff. Their staff was comprised of six footers, all in black and with little white plugs in their ear. Little did I know that I would have to deal with one other additional gate keeper before we were actually let inside...
My celebration was short lived.
So there I was standing toe to toe with another Asian cat, he said that we would need to up our minimum from 4 to 7. I again refused, but this time he looked me in the eyes and said that there is no way that we are going to get in at this price. I thought geez I need to grease this guy too? I did not want to resort to that, so I stood there and asked if there was anything that he could do for me. He said, "I can put your party at a 6-8 person table". I told him that 'would not work', he said, 'look if you want to get in that is the sacrifice you are going to take, 20 dudes'. Finally I said, "Look I tipped your man out there just to get here and I am not unreasonable, we even got here early, Bro, I would really appreciate it if you would honor Shawn's reservation". Then the strangest thing happened.
He just gave in. He said, "I will put you on the Terrace, table 62".
Well so up we went, up the glass elevator through the white corridor to the Terrace. It was now about 10:50pm, the club was virtually empty and by the time we actually saw where this table was, I was somewhat distraught. The table was set aside from the main party; it was close to the restroom and the kitchen. So was this it, did they jack me at the door? Only time would tell, this is when the people started to peel in.
In all reality, the table was perfect. It gave us a straight shot to the lower level stairwell and it also allowed most of the guys at our party to scope the females that were waiting in the restroom line. So there it was, after much ado the party went off.
The final hitch came when we ran out of alcohol. No one realizes how fast four bottles go at a club, but there it was our party wanted another bottle, a Magnum Grey Goose in fact. So I collected about $410 from the party and went to get the rest out of the ATM. But just my luck the ATM that I went to would only allow me to get a couple of hundred out. I decided just to put it on my card, I ran upstairs and I saw Francis. I asked him if he had seen our hostess (Andrea), he told me 'no' so he and I went on a search to get her. We finally caught up with her; I told her here is the cash and charge the rest. But that is when, Francis jumped in and said give me the cash and I will charge the entire thing. I looked at Francis, he nodded. I promised to pay him back the next day, but he refused to take my money.
Thanks to all those who came out. ART, JANOS, ERNESTO, KEN, LAR, WENDELL, DONALD, JAIMIE, AARON, REX, JASON C, ALAN, DAN, MARK, RAMON, CHRIS and MIKE.
Congratulations to CV.
Special Thanks to Jaeson VIP, Jumar and Francis A.
www.cvbparty.com
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