45 Atlantic Avenue
Floral Park, NY 11001
Nassau County
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by Raymond H. on Whatever happened to hospitality??????? I thought getting a poolside cabana would have been a good idea to have a relaxing birthday weekend. I couldnt have been more wrong. My friend and I arrived Saturday afternoon to check in and have some lunch by the pool. Check in went fine until my friend was told that his "poolside cabana suite" is actually on the second floor, and not really poolside. bullshit. I personally think they just do that to fuck with people. Anyways, i got a regular poolside room which is on the pool level, and it was nice to be able to come in and out of the room to the pool. Welllll, the manager basically told us to fuck off about the mistake and that he'll have someone drop our keys to us when our rooms were ready. We went to the pool to order some lunch and there were no seats anywhere. A nice gentleman (who later became the biggest douche b/c I stopped giving him money) came and offered to set up a table and some stools for me right behind a tree. After begging for someone to give us menus so we can order, we saw that a pool bed became available. We attempted to act quickly so we could get the coveted seat, but the "beverage director" was quicker, running to us and asking us, words exactly, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Her rudeness couldn't have been worse. She told us that the beds were for hotel guests only, we told her we were, she didnt believe us, and once again, we were given the "fuck off" treatment. This chick was so incredibly rude that i was really ready to just kick her in the shin. Needless to say, they never brought my keys to me, and I had to get it myself once I got my room. About 2 hours later, that "gentleman" that helped me get a table told me he'd help me find a bed for me and my girlfriend. After about 2 hours, I just took it upon myself to grab a bed, and told whoever came to me and told me that I couldnt sit there to just fuck off. It worked. The next day was even worse. I woke up earlier to save a couple beds for myself, since I knew how hard it would be to have a couple to my own. I put some clothes on a couple beds, and when I came back to eat lunch and begin my day at the pool, i was told i couldnt save any beds and my clothes were moved to the side. Coincidentally, two really hot girls had "mistakenly" taken my beds. The previous gentleman, now a complete douche, told me that I can't save beds and that i just have to find my own bed today. He was a total asshole now. And now, to top it off, some manager showed up to my room at 12:30 yelling at me to get out of the room or else I'd be charged for a half day. I politely explained to her the hotel manager promised that I can do a late check out at 4:30, and asked her to contact him. He radioed him like she was some serious secret service agent, and looked at me. She realized that she fucked up, but instead of apologizing, she looks at me and says, "Well, you have till 4:30 to get out or we are going to charge you a half day." The pool was fun, but the lack of any kind of hospitality on my visit here was outstanding. I have never had such a horrible experience at a luxary hotel before. The entire time, check-in to check-out, the staff treated me like some bum off the street and wondered what the hell i was doing there. If you're not completely tatted up, ordering 10 bottes of grey goose on a sunday morning or if you dont have huge fake boobs that you've decided to squeeze into a tiny bikini and have your nipples "accidentally" showing every time you get out the pool, you will be treated like a 4th class citizen. Thanks to this visit, I will never be back here again. Next stop.... Standard, Mondrian, or Chateau.
by Dusty Whelpley on 1st thursday of every month Sounds of Brazil host Basement Bhangra hosted by DJ Rekha. nearing almost 10 years of existence, we headed over there last night with a huge group. Got there around 11.30, driving by it we saw a never ending line going around the block. I was like fok!! oh well i was with my wife and broda inlaw , he knows the bouncers there. Not tonight buddy, it was chilly and i had no jacket, just a shirt but the 4 large shots of JACK kept me warm for a good while. anyways the bouncer pulled out an old trick in the book and told all the patrons in the line that the club was closed for the night, which let to so many folks( chutia banaya) leaving and within 10- minutes me n pam were all the way in the front.another 5 minutes and the effects of JACK were wearing off. we finally got in, so did our whole crew and danced the night off doing bhangra. the place was crowded like crazy as usual, we all had a lot of fun, i almost knocked a couple of guys out cause they were like comin upto all the girls who were with us. thanks pam for holding me back. over all a fun night, good we went cause we cannot attend the 10th anniv. party on the 20th.
