The Rime of the Shift Change Monger

It seems obvious that shift changes at a SC are generally a time to be avoided, as is the first hour or so after opening. Sometimes, timing makes this the only option: A quick detour en route to the airport for an evening flight, or on the way home from a business event, as examples. There are also reputedly clubs where the overlap of dancers who have “work late/start early” ethos actually adds energy to shift changes. But, that’s the exception. Mostly, it’s “leave early/start late”.

Pussycat Lounge is no exception. But, experiencing PCL during and just after shift change (BTW, after wandering between three clubs: PCL, Foxy’s and Thorobred, it seems the “shift change” at Greater Louisville clubs extends to 10 pm), it gave me a moment of clarity about PCL: afternoons are not that great and evenings can be a lot of fun. (That’s not altogether remarkable, but there are places where the opposite is true: devotees of Playhouse in Burlington, NJ seem to prefer afternoons, there are those who feel that way about Club Desire in Providence, and I, for one, feel that way about Clancy’s in Bloomfield, NJ).

I blame myself for walking into PCL at 8:30 pm on a Monday. I was back in Louisville for the first time since having mind-blowing sex with a young tobacco-breathed Cuban spinner at PCL two months earlier. I tried to delay my visit by grinding out some work in my hotel room but just couldn’t concentrate. I didn’t have her number to confirm if or when she would be there (spoiler alert: I do now). So off I go to one of the sadder SC scenes: