My 39th Birthday Ruined

It was my 39th birthday, and unfortunately, I was disappointed in this club.

First of all, I drove in a little glass in the parking lot, just missing a spot in the parking lot full of glass. Considering I had an hour to drive back home to NW Louisiana on a Sunday evening, a time where no tire or auto care places are open, it would have been a costly situation if my tires were damaged.

I go to the front to pay the entry fee, and I was told my coupon for $10 off the $25 entry fee from the Facebook page, which I was told on Messenger by the person doing social media was going to be VALID that evening, could not be honored. I also had to pay $10 for my wristband just to be able to qualify for unlimited dances, which was $5 more than what I was told over the phone the cost was when I phoned the club several days earlier.