I sure as hell picked the wrong day to go.

Went out for a night on my own after a long weekend filled with family. And did I sure as hell pick the wrong night to go.

I got there like 9:30 the Sunday after Thanksgiving. The place was slow, only a handful of other customers. One girl on the stage. So I got a drink and went up, she started talking to me as she was dancing. Said there were only two other girls dancing. It wasn't some clever tactic to get me to buy her time. It was literally her telling me to not be too picky.

Got a few dances from her and another girl. They were alright, but the girls didn't seem into it. With the place that dead, I can't say I blamed them.