Monday is as crummy as all the other days

A dancer at the once glorious BallPark (https://tuscl.net/article/58978) once told me why she liked working on Mondays. She said that was the day when men came to the club to reverse their weekend frustration.

What does it say about the Raven that when I arrived around 6pm on a recent Monday that I was the only customer at the bar?

I'll tell you. The Raven is lame. When the first dancer took the stage in response to my presence, I wished she hadn't. Her face was pleasant enough. Her body was a disaster. From a distance she looked shapely. Now 10 or so feet away what I thought was a c-section scar was in reality a significant flap of skin hanging across her abdomen. Her breasts were misshapen and hard - a tragedy for which I hope she sued.