New Years Party 2009 pictures and a rant about us.
When did we become posers? It must have been this year, cos I cant remember it being last year. After standing in a queue at tiger tiger for about 45 minutes, I soon got fedup of the throngs of preppy UCT guys that came up to flirt with my blonde date for the evening. Our local connections where already inside and not as connected as our old connections, so could not get us in.
This left us with the option of using our £'s to pay for a VIP pass, commonly known as bribery. As it was a door bitch and I was feeling particularly cocky I went up to work my magic and flash the blue eyes and pink pounds. I was shot down with in moments of mentioning paying extra for VIP, apparently the VIP list was closed and she was a lesbian.
So after some soul searching we decided to go to Tin Roof and meet up with some others who where on there way. Something I had noticed on my holiday was that bar service in South Africa is shit, if the place is even slightly busy you will not get served for ages. This for some reasons really pissed me off and I had come up with a rather novel way of dealing with it. The strength of the pound, the fact that I now have a proper job and the cheapness of alcohal in South Africa made it all to easy to just double any round of drinks. Thinking this would half the number of trips you would need to make to the bar (this theory is flawed, the only result is double the hangover).
So in this spirit I counted the amount of guys in our group 4 added one for good measure then doubled to get 10 and ordered 10 Castles. Castle is the flagship beer of SAB the second biggest brewery "in the world". After a quick chat with the cute bar lady on the best method to carry 10 beers I made my way to the dance floor to hand out my round of drinks. The snobs, no one wanted them eventually three of us ended up with 3 each, one went missing and then the girls wanted to leave. The first one was ok, the last 2 where crap. I drank Peroni for the rest of the night, when did I lose my taste for Castle? This is worrying me.
This blog should be about the new years party at Catherine's house by the way. There was a gap here and I needed to get my castle drinking issues off my chest. I did buy a case of Hansa which I enjoyed to a point, not as nice as peroni though. Very worrying.
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