Poor Little Pet Blog

I don't have any stories today. However, I feel as though I am neglecting my little Pet Blog. I meant for this to be a day to day account of my life working in an industry that most of society shuns, but some days I just need to leave it all at the door. Today is definitely one of those days. I go through the motions of closing down the club, count the money, spin the locks on the safe and lock the door. I say my good-byes to the staff and leave it all behind, locked up in a soul-less building.

I leave behind the ghosts of drunks, the pungent odor of layers of spilled beer, the grime of money and the desperation of women just trying to get by. As I get into my car and drive away, I have already closed the door in my mind and begin thinking of sweeter things, of more innocent times.