text: When I first walked into Tryst and waited at what was likely an Elfs table for minutes without any drinks I started to seriously second guess my attractiveness We were a group of ladies years old in Vegas for a Bachelorette party who had reserved bottle service this past Saturday We all had on suggestive expensive dresses and I am sure all my friends are highly attractive At other clubs we had used this to our advantage by not waiting lines demanding strangers buy us drinks etc so I was SHOCKED at the response we got from the staff at Tryst They treated us like half of the girls were missing limbs and the rest were missing all their teeth and hair I soberly waited minutes to be led off into a wooded area where I was sure they were going to make us dig our own graves and then shoot us in the back and bury usthis is how deserted the area was Although conveniently they placed us next to a dumpster so we could freely throw away any garbage that might have collected around us I thought maybe they were going to offer us janitorial jobs or something for the evening We waited about another minutes to receive our mixers I was simply bored out of my mind at this point so I went to go meet some strangers Luckily the guys we had met at the Palms pool had reserved a table THAT DAY we reserved ours over a month agoand they had their table in the main area not in Switzerland where we were located So I happily waltzed over with them and drank their alcohol I also happily wore my four inch stiletto heels and jumped on your couches I also freely poured cranberry juice on every surface available I actually started to have some fun for the evening I continued to destroy everything in my way that night dropping bottles on the ground dumping the ice buckets on the couches so I think I got my worth I also got this awesome bedazzled Tryst hat that if I openly wore in Seattle I hope someone would voluntarily shoot me and put me out of my misery So thank you Tryst for completely ruining my second night in Vegas