Time of Day Matters

I went into this club on a Friday at about 11pm. It was a few weeks back, the last weekend in April. There were a variety of girls. Most were very mediocre. One was more attractive and young but she was too skinny. Another was attractive and young but, she was too busy. One was old and wasted, she was too old and too wasted. There was a dancer named Doll that came over. I wish I could say she was just right. However, she was a tad bit too chunky. I wound up settling on her. She had a pretty face and was talkative so, I focused on that. I paid for her wine and we chatted. I'm relatively quiet and she was good at conversation starters. The place was busy enough that the waitresses did not annoy us too much. She eventually asked if I wanted dances. I wound up agreeing as midnight was approaching. I did not see any of the hotter babes becoming available, it was getting late.. So, we went into the back area. This is where I had already made an error that you may have guessed by now. I should have worked out a price before hand and how much time I would spend with her. We went for a few songs. The meter was running. At the end, I gave her what I thought was a very generous amount. She asked for $20 more... I wound up giving it to her. When I left the bar, I did not have a sense of fulfillment or satisfaction. I just kind of thought that I should not have bothered with limited time, later at night. The prettier girls were busy. I was tired from a long day. I should have saved the $ and tried another night, a bit earlier. I guess they can't all be homerun type of experiences but at least I went out in the field.