VICE

Lately, I haven't been out nightlife-ing anyplace where jeans and trainers aren't the preferred attire.  But hey, it was my 30th birthday and I was wearing a LBD and a lot of eyeliner, so when someone suggested we go to this place after dinner I thought, "Why not?"

It was a good choice on the friend's part, because it was the perfect lounge for me.  Pretty chill, with good music that wasn't so loud you can't hear your people talk.  Plus, I must say that there were some nice specimens of the male variety milling around.

I'll go back, if I find the energy to get all fancy in the next couple months.

I wish I could give this place no stars. We had a party in the private upstairs lounge. It was a buy a wristband drink all you can type of thing. At the end of the night I was presented with a nice little $1200 bill because they said not enough people bought wrist bands or tipped well enough. Total BS. Since when was the host responsible for making sure people tip. I signed a contract so according to them I'm out the 1200. On top of all that I left my new Ipod there when I brought it in to play music on their sound system. Of course when I went back for it, it magically disappeared. I'm sure some VICE employee is enjoying my music selection as we speak. So I was out a total of $1500 that night. Needless to say I wont ever go back... or to VIVO (their sister restaurant) for that matter.

I really loved the atmosphere of VICE - it's a great setting with a fantastic patio.  And this area needs more lounges so I welcome the addition.

However.  I can only give it 3 stars because the waitress I had the other night was the biggest dipshit EVER!  We walked in around 11ish on a Friday night and the place was pretty dead - there were maybe 3 or 4 tables of people.  The waitress told us we could seat ourselves, so we did, and then really didn't see her again.  After about 10 minutes, the bartender came out from behind the bar and took our order.  And we ordered the rest of our drinks through our busboy!  The waitress did deliver all of the drinks though - that was thoughtful of her.  Then at one point my friend asked her if the bartender knew how to make a specific shot... then she went to the bar to find out and never came back.  20 minutes later we flagged her down to follow up... "Oh yeah," she said, "he doesn't know how to make it."  Idiot.

The real kicker was when the bill came - we had 6 drinks total so I thought the $95 tab seemed kind of high.  Upon checking the itemization, I found 5 extra drinks on the tab that weren't ours.  When I flagged the waitress back over to point out the extra charges, do you want to know what she said???  

She said - and I quote:

"Hmm, who was sitting here before you?"

Gee, I don't know lady... this is a bar, not my living room, and I'm pretty sure it's not my job to keep track.

I'll go back here because I like the place but I really hope they fire that girl.