My Friday night shift drags on. The percussive beat of Jacquees’ At the Club, the dim lighting, the backlit bar a beacon in the gloom; it is during the hours after midnight that the moody atmosphere oppresses the senses, time seems to drag, and I find myself flagging. I’ll pick up later, though, I always do. Until then, the hustle will be grueling.
I circulate tables and hover in all my favorite spots – by columns, the fireplace, the bar. Amy is leading an athletic-looking guy to the lap-dance booths, passing by Jasmine who is heading to the bar with a guy in tow. He is kitted out in a gold suit and looks ridiculous. Kendall and Steph have teamed up to hustle a party of flashy, grey-haired guys in expensive suits. The casino contingent is rolling in and those two dancers look all set to g
