The night got better....

So after a long week, I decided I needed to blow out of work early and take in Happy Hour at the FC. I had taken in Happy Hour there a few weeks ago and had a great time, but as all shitty weeks start, they end the same way, so I didn’t make it there until about 7:00’ish or so, which was clearly a big mistake on my part.

Now the positives were no cover & great table with my favorite server, however the negative is that the shift that started at 7:30 (even for a Friday) was well below the normal Flight Club standards. Now I understand it was a Friday of a holiday weekend in Michigan, but still it’s The Flight Club, so my thoughts would be maybe a few less ladies working, but that the talent level would be consistent, especially with the talent pool still shifting back from PHC.

Well even thought the talent was a weak, I was there so I decided to have some dinner and take in the Tigers game and see if my luck changed. I am glad I did, by 9:15 the dancer count easily doubled with mostly 8’s & a couple of solid 9’s. By this time, I had settled in with an early 30’s hottie with a black leather school girl skirt that looked great. We had a couple of drinks, decided to head to the VIP where there was a complete menu available and a suggestion of OTC later in the weekend. With the offer out there, I thought I should at least take a shorter test drive before committing to OTC, but pricing seemed to be a quite a bit more than my other experiences here and at the other Detroit area clubs. Went on the test drive and I can tell you she drove like a nice European sedan, nice hi-beams on, nice interior that was soft to the touch and cleaned the windshield spotlessly. Great test drive, I headed back to my table and my new friend met me there for another drink. Finished our cocktails, she dropped her digits in my phone, I cash out with my waitress and just when I am ready to bounce, I get the old “hey, since we spent some much time together I am going to have a tough time making enough tonight, could I spare another $$... instantly went from a good experience to a WTF experience. No other profession I can think of where this is a thought....would I repeat with her or use the digits, probably not now, but I would have.