It was Tuesday, near dinnertime. OG...

It was Tuesday, near dinnertime. OG was nearly empty - very unusual in my opinion. Not since a 9AM visit some years ago have I seen the place that deserted. I would estimate there were no more than a dozen cars in the parking lot. Inside there were approximatly 5 customers including myself. While there was no cover charge, the greeter asked if I had driven myself or arrived by cab. Curious question eh?

No sooner had I sad down than I was accosted by a big woman with a heavy Russian accent. In fact, her accent was so exaggerated I thought she was putting me on. Since I don't like to be tackled that way before I've had a sip of my drink, I declined. She walked off in a huff. That kind of attitude guarantees I won't be inviting her back later on.

Across the room I spotted another dancer giving a lap dance that looked more like my style, so I follwed her to the stage when it was her turn. On my way up there I was chased by another dancer who was apparently desperate to take me back to a table. I turned her down too because I had already focused on what I wanted to do.