Owning a night club takes up a lot of your life. You need to really love what youre doing or its not worth it. Being married, in a relationship, having kids and or a pet will take its toll on all that. The less you have, the easier the job.
When I opened the after hours club, it was all-consuming but fortunately I was a single man. I did however have a dog. Boris was my family and my best friend. A beautiful golden retriever with a huge personality. Normally while I worked, there were always people that would go by and hang out with him, but i liked him with me. Plus, being as social as he was, he loved hanging at the bar too. I had gotten busted by the health department lady on two occasions for having Boris in the club. It made me mad that she said that he couldn't hang out there because I know that he had better hygiene than half the patrons. Anyhow I told her it wouldn't happen again. A couple months went by and bar guests were asking why Boris hadnt been in. and I guess I had conveniently forgotten about that mean old health department lady so I brought Boris down to the club. As luck would have it one of my waitresses said she saw the health department lady coming up the walk. Without thought I grabbed Boris, put him on a bar stool and said Boris please stay still as I put my ball cap on him. He looked at me as though he knew what I was saying, and complied. My few bar patrons at that time quickly changed seats as though they were all together drinking and having fun. She entered the bar and walked right past the group and started her inspection. When she went behind the bar and was looking around she said hey to the group in passing and continued on with the inspection. She finished up, and started packing her things to leave. She said her goodbyes when she jumped back startled and said "that dog cant be in here." I said "I swear I thought he was a bar patron." She laughed so hard and said that's your last free pass.
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