I wasn't planning on going to this \"Good-luck on your new job\" party but O.M.G--- I'm glad I did! I'm not much for drinking (in public) since I wore out my \"inebriated welcome\" in college. So with much partying out of my system I don't look forward to loud music, large crowds and wild daubachary. When I got there, the place reminded me of a much subtle DAVE & BUSTERS. Who plays school-yard games while drunk?! \nRarely giving into peer pressure I decided to sip on something to get my friends off my back. One straight coca-cola turned into rum & coke, a few fireball whisky shots, 7 & 7's, and various other drinks from slick male friends saying \"Hey, Oona. Try this!\", and I was feeling pretty good....\n\nFeeling buzzed and winning at a game that involved sand bags, holes and much focused concentration I ran into a stranger with a jar of maraschino cherries. After making the stupid cherry joke from the movie Grease, I let her put one in my mouth. WTF?! Why would would I take candy from a stranger? Not only that, who know's where her hands have been?! Within a few minutes I felt really wierd. ---Like I had 3 back to back shots! Was I being roofied? I told my friends I didn't feel well...well, I wasn't feeling bad either. \n\nFeeling like I was about to black out and be date raped later on that evening, I had to at least know what to tell the police the next morning, so I asked nonchalantly, \"So, uhh...what was in those cherries?\" \nHer boyfriend admitted that they were soaked in MOONSHINE! WTF?! I didn't care that I could possibly black out and be violated, I just cared that it's not regulated by the health department! Holy crap! Isn't that stuff made in people's bath tub?! \nNext thing I know, she dumps the cherries on the ground and walks away! Why would she do that?! Is she destroying evidence? \n\nI got super paranoid and all of my friends begin to stand around me and ask me if I was ok, and then taunted me about how I wasn't going to be able to pass my annual drug test at work. I took a picture of the cherries as evidence just in case my urine came up dirty so I could point to the picture and say, \"I SWEAR! I DON'T DO DRUGS--LOOK!\" \nAfter about an hour I started to feel a little better and stopped taking shots. What time is? One thing about the Gold Spike is there is no concept of time. I'm a person that's in bed by 8pm so I'm used to going places where the later it gets, the less people you see! Here--it was the opposite. It was 3am and the place was PACKED. After random guys started circling my seat, looking like they were going to ask me for the \"digits\" I decided it was time to go. It was now approaching 4am! Where did the time go?! I could have continued this adventure by going with my coworkers to get breakfast, but all I kept thinking was the last thing I wanted to Yelp about next was how I barfed my scrambled eggs.\n\nOverall I haven't had THIS MUCH fun in a really long time. I laughed hard, played hard like I was at recess in grade school, and drank hard like I was back in college. \nI will definitely come back to Gold Spike again. It was a good time. \n\nP.S. Thank God, I woke up in my own bed, un-roofied!