Neunzig Grad
Gesichts Kontrolle? I thought all those jobs went out with the introduction of the equal opportunities act 0f the early 90s. Ninety Degrees? More like Ninety Hairdressers. Through a large gate we walked. We arrived immediately at a camera scouting from his position above a door. I smiled. Frank answered his mobile phone. The door was opened and I was brought in, Frank saying "Be careful - she's mine." He said it in a friendly way, but as soon as he returned to his phone call, the security guard said - "So - he thinks you're his. What an asshole." Hmmm, maybe, but I think it's just cos his English is a bit confused sometimes, and doesn't always say what he means... "So - you don't think Frank has good English? You must be joking! Frank has very good English." Urrr... "Dontcha see what he was trying to do there girl? He was trying to Pozesss You. He was trying to ussurp you of your identity." Theodore wasn't the only security guard. There was also another guy, as well as the coat room man, and of course, "Face Approval Identity Usurperer Frank." The entrance was covered in Red Velvet Cushions. It was very plush and so. Inside the club it was very nice and creatively decorated. The dancefloor was brown wood, and the place was all very seventies. The walls behind the bar were brass and nice. The DJ booth is set in the middle of the room (where all DJs should be), and the DJ was a super groovy dancey guy.
The decor was super, I must say. There was lots of silver stuff all over the place, and cool plastic see-through curtains and a nice dias where people were placed.
Apart from that though, I found it all in all not a particularly enjoyable or stimulating environment. The drinks were too expensive considering the company I was keeping.
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