I decided that since I wanted the party to rage into the night, I would drink the official cocktail of wacky impresarios, vodka and Red Bull. Yes, yes, I’m aware of the warnings about mixing energy drinks and booze — a false sense of how drunk you really are, and so on — but if that’s the riskiest behaviour I engaged in all night, I’m not doing too badly. Whenever a guest asked if they could buy me a drink, my reply was the same: “Yes, please: Red Bull and vodka.”
At the end of the evening, I was presented the bill and warned with “I think you should look at it first before signing”. I got a little concerned until I saw the amount: $138.
“That’s it?” I thought, and signed.
It has just occurred to me that in my drunken, energized and relieved state, I failed to write in a tip.
This is pretty bad considering that they treated me like visiting royalty. I’m dropping by the Parkdale Drink later on today to present them with two double sawbucks for their trouble.
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I did the same thing to our amazing caterer at my birthday in August. I thought he just came to shake my hand!
Anyhow, what was the $138 for? I know you mentioned that your food was $200, and the cake was pre-bought. I'm assuming we kept you in drinks, as well...
$138 was for dinner (with drinks) for three prior to the party getting started, plus a couple of additional drinks in the beginning. All in all, a pretty good deal.
Next year, it'sTVR's!
Whatever the dangers of red bull and vodka, it can't be half as bad as the terrible stuff you were drinking on your 25th.
In the bygone days of youth, I got so wasted at a birthday party I accidentally dined-and-dashed.
Several bottles of wine, scotch, cigars, etc. Knew I was going to pass out in a matter of minutes so I hightailed it out of the bar. Was can't-see-straight, should-have-been killed-jaywalking drunk. Too drunk to survive a cab ride home. Fortunately a hotel was across the street so I checked in to detox and snooze.
Stumbled up to the hotel room, crawled into bed, passed out... woke up a little later, realised I skipped out on my tab, got half-dressed again, stumbled back to the bar, paid up my tab (with a little extra by way of apology).
Fortunately everyone else at the party was too drunk to notice I had skipped out on my tab.