Halloween night, a Wednesday if I recal. Checked out the Waldorf for the first and possibly last time. The only part I liked was the $14 drinks served in coconuts. My costume for the evening was an escaped mental patient. Anyone who takes issue with a negative portrayal of mental health issues may pull the stick from their rectum: it's Halloween! Anyway, straight jacket with one arm free, sweatpants and slippers. We had to leave the Waldorf though when they refused to play The Monster Mash, believing incorrectly that the French version was way better.