My Return To My Favorite Club Where I Got Kicked Out
Saturday, July 4, 2009 9:04 AM
Back around Thanksgiving I posted about the time I got framed for something I didn't do and got kicked out of what used to be my favorite club, the King of Diamonds.
I just _know_ you all have been waiting with bated breath about what happened if and when I went back. Well, I am sorry I haven't written this sooner, but I decided to go back around the Memorial holiday. It was going to be a hit-and-run operation, partly because I didn't want to confront the waitress and bouncer that threw me out, partly because I had very little money.
Instead of taking my usual seat at the tip rail at the KoD, I immediately hunted for my ATF, the one I was waiting for, pining for before I got ginned up. She was with somebody, but she lit up when I passed behind the guy she was giving a table dance to. After she was done with her PL, we went to the back and I got the TD's I was entitled to the last time.
For the record, she was as sweet and talkative as ever, and she didn't once ask why I didn't get dances from her the last time I was here. That bouncer didn't tell her I said goodbye like I asked him to. Fucking asshole.
But whatever. I got my dances from her, we said goodbye, and I was out of there in an hour. Plus, I didn't see either of the two culprits who framed me. Maybe they screwed over some other customer and he got them fired. At least that's what I hope happened.
Anyway, bottom line is, everything is back to normal. I have my ATF back, she still remembers my name, and I can go back and sit without the staff trying to pick a fight with me. I am at peace again.
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