Stopped in on the way home...

Stopped in on the way home from a business meeting. There were about 5 vehicles (3 were pickup trucks) in the gravel parking lot up front.

I walked in the front door and it is the basic old style corner bar atmosphere with finishes relating to a semi-rural environment. I sat at the bar and ordered a beer from the extremely attractive, and healthy looking raven-haired bartender sporting a tight t-shirt, shorts, knee-high tube socks and tennis shoes. She looked to be in her mid-30's. Behind her on the wall was a TV playing Indians baseball. At the bar were two older guys nursing their drinks. Two others were leaning their butts against the pool table and talking away.

Didn't see any dancers at all. No music from the Jukebox either. About 10 minutes later a dancer emerges from the restroom and sits down 2 stools away complaining to the bartender she is bored and thinks she might head home. The bartender, looking at me says, but a new customer just walked in. I turned to get a good look at the dancer and when she asked if i wanted a bar dance, i politely declined. Need I say more? Well, she went to get dressed and I finished my beer and proceeded home. Nothing here folks, unless you are like the few old codgers in the place enjoying the scenery that is behind the bar.