Josh, Lindsay, and Mackenzie

So I recently went to a bachelorette party at "THE" club in Dallas. It's relatively new so the luster hasn't yet worn off, but if you ask me it's not worth the price you paid for the uncomfortable shoes you'll stand in all night. For starters, if you want to SIT at a table in this club you have to realize a very key fact. It's bottle service only. What does that mean? That means you can only order beverages by the bottle. "I'll take a bottle of Captain Morgan's Private Select please". Oh, but wait...you also have to agree to a three-bottle minimum. And the clincher? Each bottle costs a minimum of $300. So, if you want to sit in this club, you have to agree to pay a minimum of $900 - without gratuity. Needless to say I drank diet coke all night...which miraculously was free. No doubt they can afford to give out the free non-alc beverages since everyone else is paying off the debt of a small country to drink in this place. The craziest thing was that every table was occupied. I'm not one to banter on about how we can provide for other people...I'm certainly no Democrat; but let's consider what we could be doing if we take those ten tables worth of tabs and put them to some good use. Sheesh!