It’s been almost a week since Sparklette invited me to the Halo 3 post launch event at The Butter Factory.
Sparklette invited Gary and I to the Halo 3 post launch event at Butter Factory last week. Don’t ask me how she got the invitation… I guess popular bloggers have their privileges too!
And boy, did she have privilege! We were given goodie bags at the entrance. Ours contained a Halo 3 notebook, cap and other insignificant collaterals, all in a green (and quite ugly and cheapskate-looking, I must add) non-woven bag. Sparklette’s? Her goodie bag was an REAL sling bag and among other things, what most people at the event would have been there for: the Halo 3 game itself.
Now, isn’t there a Chinese idiom that says all who steps past your door is a guest? Why the difference? Anyway, not wanting to sound sore about being discriminated against or appearing cheapskate myself (I personally, cross my heart, don’t desire or expect much from goodie bags), I kept my peace. After all, I don’t even have an Xbox console at home to play the game even if they had given me a copy! It was more for the company of friends that I was there, wasn’t it?
But the second-class citizen feeling didn’t stop there. The drinks coupon (only ONE drink per person, for our own good perhaps) we were given only entitled us to a vodka-Redbull cocktail and nothing else, not even a beer! The nonchalant take-it-or-leave-it, can’t-be-bothered-with-cheapskates-like-you attitude we got from the bartender didn’t help one bit. In the end, we had to make do with the concoction, which by the way tasted like diluted Redbull with a tinge of vodka. (Of course, Sparklette, as a “VIP” got a different drinks coupon which offered her the whole range of house pours and beer.)
To add insult to injury, we discovered while we were nursing (our wounds, and) our only drink for the night, that the buffet spread was cordoned off for “VIPs” only and not to “ordinary” guests like us and so we had no food, although the event was to start at 7pm! In the end, Sparklette had to go get food for all of us.
Were Xbox and Halo 3 so tight on budget that they had to discriminate between “VIPs” and “Guests”? How much money can you save from depriving guests (invited, nonetheless) of proper drinks and food, and at what cost? I wonder how much damage the poorly organized event did that night and I dread to think what if there had been media there that night. Did they presume that whoever came would be more than content with the all-night-free gaming available? Or did they really think that the moment “Master Chief” appeared and struck poses reminiscent of Mocca ads, all the complaints and unpleasantness would simply fade away?
For whatever reason, the organizers later went around distributing “VIP” drinks coupon (which we readily accepted) and that was about the only saving grace that night.
BUT, having complained about all that, I MUST ADD that it was a most enjoyable night, mostly due to the wonderful company I was in that day! We had a great time chatting and would have gone on longer if not for the lateness of the hour. Well, at least the initial fear of awkward silence did not materialize!
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