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I thought the night would never come. Then it did. And it was late. An entire freakin hour late.The girls and I sat, waiting with bated breath, in the atrium of our office. The limo should have picked us up at 7- it was approaching 8. I won a Ladies Night package through a local radio station at the beginning of March. For those of you who work with me, know how excited I was. The promo sheet I was given made this night out to be THE night of all nights. We arrived at Mynt around 8pm. We were handed warm martinis and asked if we had reservations. �Hi. I�m Megan Pratt. You know, THE Megan Pratt?!?!� Apparently it didn�t ring a bell. I made the reservations 2 weeks ago- how was I forgotten? We were finally escorted to our seats and presented with our personal male server. His name was Neil. Nice looking man but the personality of a brick wall. He occasionally came around with his tray asking us if we wanted drinks, or food, or, well, that�s it actually. The chocolate fondue FINALLY came and in the words of a Mrs. Vicki Hart, �These melons taste like onions�. I asked for a spoon and finished off the bowl of chocolate- can�t let it go to waste. Apparently I am new to this whole ladies night thing. Actually, I am. I have never been to one before. I heard rumors of there being male dancers/strippers, other live entertainment, and well- an all round good time. Which- there was none of. Our night ended at 10. Disappointing. It�s too bad- chocolate fondues are usually good. Posted by Bella at 12:19 PM# 0 Comments:
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