money money money

Small bar in an industrial park. Parking lot small but adequate. Metal detector at the door. It was on, I beeped but no one was at the door so I just went in. The walls are covered in mirrors. Mirrors everywhere. There is a small stage behind the bar and a bigger one across from the bar, directly behind you if you sit facing the bar. There were three barmaids there when I arrived. No dancers. The bar maids were attractive and in sexy outfits. Two brunettes and one very attractive redhead with glasses and tattoos who was by far the hottest and friendliest of the three. It was shift change and one of the brunettes was getting ready to leave. Part of the process, count the money. My buying a drink was apparently quite distracting. I got my change in two parts over 20 minutes It took them more than that to count the money in the till.

Only 3 patrons in the bar, all white guys, probably retired and all regulars. While the counting was going on the redhead got one of them to load his money into money gun. she then took the gun and fired it at herself. It kept jamming. She climbed the pole and kept trying to shoot the thing, at herself, while on the pole. Not much luck but she did empty the money in the gun, so a win for her.

At this point boredom overwhelmed me and I left.