If you favor the ghetto, low-class, deplorable aesthetic this is the destination for you. Upon arrival, you’ll be met with security with inflated egos as they project their delusional faux police mentality on to guests patting you down top to bottom who rudely interrogated myself and guests which already set a terrible precedent. They barked at me “what is this!?” when I chuckled and pulled out a travel-sized toothbrush. Relax, if someone were to shoot up the club it would likely be the degenerates inside since that’s the kind of environment these situations likely occur at.
The coat check is $5, and even if you are wearing a light jacket or shawl that’s apart of your general outfit, they’ll continue to enforce a $5 cover fee. Had you wanted to implement a cover fee at all, there should be a sign instead of some disgruntled Latino man that fails to acknowledge there’s a diverse party that doesn’t speak Spanish arguing with us. Spoiler alert but we didn’t spend barely a minute inside, and he threw a fit over asking for our money back. He can keep the $5 but if that’s the price you pay to get someone to stop hollering, then so be it. He clearly needs it and that’s a reflection of this business not paying their employees a decent wage since everyone had a horrible attitude and demeanor. As a business, you should be mindful not everyone is immersed in the same culture as you.
Once arrived I informed staff my party was arriving late, only to be told if they fail to acknowledge the 15 minute grace period, we would lose the reservation entirely. I grimaced at such an odd restriction considering it’s a Sunday, but whatever. I was instructed to wait by the bar not even 5 minutes passed where I was harassed by men with sagging pants, already feeling a headache with the obnoxious DJ screeching over regurgitated Pitbull remix, wafts of strong hookah and being shoved by drunkard fools. Excellent.
We unfortunately were not able to be accommodated as the small venue was over capacity, anyone could’ve visibly taken note of that so again I had to laugh as we were aware early on this reservation was going to be a mess. Staff was rude and the women were dressed scantily, no reason to have your breasts and hair out and long fingernails when you’re working in the food and hospitality service, that’s just unsanitary. When I politely inquired to security and staff if they could recommend an alternative business in the area, the security guard sneered, “NO. This is THE BEST spot EVER.” I laughed and shook my head saying, “I’m sure. However I’m asking a very general question as I’m trying to accommodate for a friend’s birthday.” At any other establishment, staff are eager to add on menu items or for the least recommend neighboring locations to build community engagement. We were hoping to explore the area, go shopping, get dessert, but the location is inconvenient and dangerous itself as it’s near desolate parking lots and poorly maintained sidewalks. It was raining so it could’ve been a nasty spill for young women like ourselves.
He realized his ego took part in this miscommunication and stammered, “There’s two places up the block”. I acknowledged his attempt to be reasonable and we left. It’s just ridiculous to hire such a mentally weak individual twice our age employed to guard the door as if that’ll make anyone feel safe particularly when you allow degenerates inside but feel so self-important you have to raise your voice at a 5”0 100lb female. Yes, I’m sure myself and the other petite women in my circle are a threat to your business. sarcasm
This establishment highlights every bad stereotype on Latinos uptown. Best of luck if you choose to come here, I don’t think they’d value your business anyhow. Such a shame.
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