I am too old to go to clubs. The last time I went to a club was for this year’s pride party in Bed. You all know how that turned out – I lost my wallet which luckily just contained a little bit of cash, one ATM card, my Driver’s license and one Credit Card. Of the things that I lost – it was really just the Driver’s license which turned out to be difficult to replace.
This weekend – my friends decided to be hospitable our company’s guests. We originally planned to go to Republiq – which was a good choice because if I didn’t find the whole scene fun, I will just excuse myself and head out to the Resort World Casino which is housed in the same location. The problem is that Republiq – being the hottest thing in town requires two weeks notice to reserve a table. Of course – at this age – I refuse to queue up for a club – and if I don’t get a reserved table --- I would rather not go to the club.
So we ended up in Encore which didn’t have the waiting list. Encore is the resurrected Embassy. Embassy was closed down due to a stabbing incident. If you ask me – the club’s name is a bit lame. The tag line is lamer. BTW – the title of this post is that tag line. I did not come up with it.
I have to be fair though – the club was fun. They played Hip hop and R&B. The music spanned three decades.
The question of course – you will ask is --- does my clubbing gig deserve an Encore? Nope --- my gig as the Clubbing queen is way over.