On Complications

"The best laid plans of mice and men often go astray" ~ Robert Burns

No matter how organized, well prepared, and determined you are, sometimes things just don't work out how you want them to. You leave 10 minutes early for work, only to be stuck in traffic for 20 minutes. Your application to medical school is rejected and you find yourself moving across the country to pursue a Master's degree instead. The only defenses you have against these unforeseen complications is a good Plan B and a great attitude.

Take, for example, our night out to Takami Sushi/Elevate. The plan was to have dinner at Takami Sushi so we wouldn't have to wait in line for club Elevate. Usually Elevate is free cover and if you eat at Takami, you're guaranteed entrance to the club. The night started off well. The food was delicious, despite being ridiculously overpriced. We had some drinks and good conversation. After we paid our bill, we were ready to tear up the dancefloor. Unfortunately we were stopped by the manager of the restaurant who informed us that there would be a $20 cover. On previous visits to the club, this was not the case. My friend proceeded to smooth talk the manager, and we were able to get four free tickets for the girls. The guys would have to pay full price. Our Plan B was to go meet other friends at another bar, but we had already paid valet, and we weren't sure we were guaranteed entrance.

During a bathroom break, my friend talked to the manager of the club who said he could get the guys in for free, but my friend would have to change his white shoes into dress shoes(he had worn his white shoes there before without a problem). While my friend went to get his dress shoes from the car, I bought the girls a drink(Pear Vodka and Sprite...yummy.) We headed over to the club entrance, only to be stopped by the bouncer because a. my guy friend was wearing a hat(which he had also worn on another occassion) and b. all the girls had drinks housed in "glass" tumblers. My cousin downed her drink and my friend and I changed out our glasses. FINALLY we were able to go into the club. We found a good spot to lounge and waited for some good music to come on. About an hour later, one of the bouncers approaches us and says we have to move because there was a private party that had that spot reserved. So we sauntered to the dancefloor and resorted to dancing, which we were perfectly happy with. Once on the dancefloor we were happy. We danced the rest of the night and it ended up being really fun.

Had we been any other group that night, we would have probably gotten really grumpy, given up and headed home. But we went with the flow, swerved at the turns, and got to our destination. My cousin and I polished the night off with carne asada fries from Albertos and watched some "How I Met Your Mother." All in all it was a good night.