It was my birthday night and CEO decided to host it, decked out with smoke machines, private bathrooms and drinks aplenty. Atmosphere was a little cramped in what is supposed to be a '21-30' person room. But all in all...solid start. I was sufficiently inebriated at this stage and so, fiddling with remote controls and shuffling through songs felt like reciting Pi to a 100 decimal places. Add on to that a system of what looked to me like hieroglyphics and things were getting rocky. It took 15 minutes to attempt a system reboot in order to reset this indecipherable language into English. In this time, I was sobering up and awkwardness levels were beginning to elevate.
Enter CEO panic mode. More sober friends arguing with management and voila we set foot into the practically Coliseum like entrance to the CEO room, fit for, well you guessed it...a Chief Entertainment Officer.
Speaking on behalf of friends who have greater recollections of the events that unfolded (six shots down at this stage..), the music variety was limited for a western audience but the gimmicks made up for this. Large flat screens, premium 'dance' floor space and very comfy furniture...albeit slightly hazardous (as I found out later) glass tables all made for a top night despite the prior shortcomings.
Enter next star deduction. Time to refund my deposit CEO after a non spewtastic evening! Oh wait, we are not able to refund you because the card details we have on hand are not the ones you specifically listed out to me barely a day prior.
Words to the wise.
Thanks!
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