Well, let me relay my first Valet parking experience with one of my cars.
When I had my Contour (and lived back in NM) a buddy of mine and I went to a club in El Paso, TX (Far West Rodeo) because we heard it was supposedly the "trendy" place to be on the US side of the border (my buddy was a bit leery about crossing the border and going to the clubs in Juarez. I had been and you can have one hell of a good time!
). Well we pull up to the Valet and get out of the car. Some bald guy with an attitude rushes up and said very rudely "Ok, do you want the regular ticket or the VIP pass that you go to the head of the line?" Just as I was turning to my friend to ask him the jerk butts in "C'mon, what's it going to be?" I was like WTF? I saw the line was relatively short so we got regular tickets. "Hey, you can't wear your baseball cap in there!" I asked why? "No baseball caps, only cowboy hats, you're going to have to leave it in your car." Finding that totally ridiculous, I complied. The damn valet takes off and did what looked like a 30 mph turn around a sharp turn. Needless to say I was not impressed.
The club sucked, it was too crowded and the snobby girls seemed to rather stand their and look like they had attitude problems rather than get on the dance floor with us. After downing several overpriced beers, we decided to cut our losses. We left and I handed my ticket to the Valet. He calls out my number on the radio and almost 10 minutes later the other valet returns with my car. I could smell ****ing cigarette smoke inside my car. He stood there waiting for his tip. Yeah right!
We left, went to another club on the other side of El Paso, ran into some people we knew and finally started having fun.
Lesson for today: Trendy places suck!
