Sunday night was...hmmmm...interesting. So I made crap money. But the reason is interesting. The ceiling sprung a leak. Keep in mind this building is 3 stories, and over 100 years old. So they went up to the second floor and sure enough in the office up there, water was running down the walls. SO they went up to the third floor, but nothing. So it had to be coming from the floor of floor 3/ceiling of floor 2.
We put the buckets out and figured no biggie they can call a plumber in the morning. Wrong! Next the fire alarm goes off. But there was no fire. They reset it after half an hour of sufferage and lost customers. Two dancers left and went home-2 out of 4. The night carried on. THen the alarm goes off again. After another thorough check, I inform them it is my opinion then the leak is hitting the wiring for the alarm and it is shorting it and tripping it. YOu try telling a group of men something like that-I got blank stares and 'uh-huh'.
The night carries on. I was down to 1 dancer and noooo customers-welcome to 8pm. 6 and 1/2 more hours to go. Midnight-the alarm goes off, this time the fire department comes. Says they agree with my diagnosis, turn the damn thing off and do hourly fire checks till morning.
NO customers came back the rest of the night. The last dancer left. Michelle and I got to sit there and watch our toe nails grow!
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