I imagine that this scenario plays out fairly often: a (relatively) newly-single person suddenly finds himself with time on his hands now that he is, well, single. This more or less describes the scenario under which I ended up reconnecting with this one dude. After a couple of consecutive bad experiences at bars, I wasn't expecting a whole lot. As it turns out, if you or someone you know likes to get plastered at a bar on weekdays, going to the same bar on weekends becomes much easier (and much cheaper.)
Although the Room is in the middle of Hollywood (with all of the shenanigans associated with that) it's not filled with your run-of-the-mill douchebags like most establishments in the area. As with any bar/club on a Saturday night, you might have trouble getting in if you arrive at 10:30 with a party of dudes, so be aware of that. (I saw a group of 6 guys get turned away on my way in. Seriously, how stupid can they be? Can't any of them find that token girl to bring along?)
Now I have no game, so I won't judge a place based on how well I do in *that* regard. And maybe my experience is a little rosier because I drank for relatively cheap, but hey, if nothing else it shows the importance of tipping your bartenders.
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