I walk into the lobby, sit by the bar and meet a cute guy with pretty eyes who wants to get a couch dance from me almost immediately. He even goes to the atm to get more money because he didn't think the 20 he gave you was enough. well I sit with him and his friend for the next 10-15 mins next to a noisy clusterfuck of people standing at the bar, and don't get any more dances.
As I sat there, attempting small talk, his wet blanket friend sat next to him at the bar, glowering, looking bored and saying how the club sucks, thereby draining the energy and enthusiasiam for my selling mojo.
cute guy talking to me seemed friendly, enthusiatic, and polite. I am not sure what I did wrong... they came in way late and left just before the club closed, his sour grapes friend seemed like the alpha male and was like, come on lets go!
uugh.



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