Weird day

It was a weird day at Follies today. Weird because the number of white dancers was equal to the number of Cuban dancers and there were only a hand full of black dancers. Could kicking out the drug dealers account for this?

I was the first customer in the door. Not even a door girl on duty yet. So no valet and no pat down. The right side of the club was so cold that I took the corner seat by the DJ booth. The petite waitress brought my coke without even asking. $5.25 with tip.

My first 3 dancers were all new to me and white. I would rate them 8's. The first, a very pretty blonde said that she had been working there for 2 years but on the 4PM to midnight shift. The 2nd one had quit Oasis and it was her first day and she was nervous about going on stage. The 3rd just moved here from L.A. The first one did not remove her bottoms but the other 2 did and I would repeat with both. Mileage from the L.A. dancer was Follies quality. All of my dances were the usual $10.