I would say that I was very disappointed with this nightclub, but then I realize that I shouldn't have expected much from a club that was so desperate that they needed to pay someone to stand outside and offer to put my group of friends on the guest list for the night before we even considered going in.
And then I go further to realize that it's not disappointment that I felt leaving this horrid excuse for a club but rather a feeling of disgust that I not only wasted several good hours of my life there but that I didn't seize the opportunity to hit the biotch server as I stormed out of the club resisting the urge to fight her.
The music sucked.
The MC was annoying as F*CK (but thought he was super cool).
The sound system kept coming in and out (but of course we couldn't always tell if it was the system or the DJ who would just cut off music in the middle of songs to let the annoying MC talk).
There was hardly anyone else there, and the people who were there only stayed because there was a pole dancing contest that should have lasted only about 30-45 minutes but that the club managed to stretch the whole night so that people wouldn't leave.
The biotch server girl said we couldn't sit in an unmarked area that she claimed was already "reserved." It wasn't actually reserved because another employee of the club said we could stay there if we got bottle service. We didn't want bottle service, so we got up.
I would say this is pretty typical of Las Vegas until we started to notice that the same server did not say one word to any of the other groups that sat in the same area that we had been - even though they had no bottle service of any kind.
At the end of the night, as the club became more dead than it already was, a couple of us sat back down for a couple minutes before we got back up to dance, and it wasn't until 15 minutes later (after none of us were sitting down anymore) that the same biotch server girl comes back with a bouncer and tells us that we can only dance on the lower floor and that we're not allowed to dance where we had already been the entire night (and she had not said a word).
She was so disgruntled that she started yelling at me after she overheard me make a comment completely unrelated to her but that she swore I had aimed at her - very unbecoming of a server who was already not that attractive to begin with.
I will say though that the one right thing that she did was bring the bouncer over to hide behind as she yelled at me because otherwise I would have been forced to slap the push-up out of her bra.
The club is a complete failure.