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"What do you want?" I yelled as I leaned over the bar. It was a busy night, Friday night were always the busiest nights.
Everyone wanted to forget the work week and start the weekend with a bang.
"Your number would be nice" the guy on the other side of the bar smirked.
They always tried to flirt with bartenders and the later at night, the more confident they were.
"Unfortunately that's a drink I don't know how to make" I tried not to roll my eyes.
"A beer please" he quickly said, trying to act as if I just didn't hurt his ego. I nodded, turning my back to him and fixing his beer.
I turned back around and put the beer on the bar next to the card reader. I tapped it and he quickly put his card against the reader.
"When does your shift end?" He asked. "Don't even try, you're not my type" I once again had to crash his ego.
Fortunately, he got the hint now and walked away with the beer in his hand.
I let out a sigh and leaned against the bar. "Another one?" Ashley, the other female bartender asked.
She was blonde, with big boobs and fake lips, but she was also one of my best friends. She understood how hard it was sometimes.
"It's gonna be even worse now everyone is starting to get drunk" I chuckled.
"Oh Margot, they can't help themselves, you're too gorgeous" she laughed and nudged me before turning around to help someone else.
I was the complete opposite of her. I had brown hair, pretty small boobs and the only thing fake about me were my nails and eyelashes.
"Can I have a vodka Red Bull please?" A guy shook me out of my thoughts. "Uh-yeah sure" I said as I grabbed a can of Red Bull and the bottle of vodka.
I mixed them perfectly, it was an easy and popular drink to make so I could make it with my eyes closed.
I put the drink on the bar and tapped the card reader.
"Here is a little tip for you" he said as he slipped a piece of paper on the bar. "We have a tip jar" I pointed at the jar on the table.
He put a hundred euro bill in the jar and tapped the paper on the bar with his finger. "This is for you though"
A tip of hundred euro on one single drink. Who was he trying to impress?
We had a lot of rich people visiting the club and this was the VIP section after all, but no one tipped that much.
"Thanks" I smiled and put the paper inside my bra. I would read this when the club was closed, I didn't have time for this.
Four hours later, it was finally time to close the club and it was already 7 am. I was so tired, but it was a real good night.
"Damn, we got a lot of tips tonight" Ashley said as she was emptying the tip jar. "Even a hundred euro bill"
And that reminded me of the piece of paper in my bra. I took it out of it and scanned through it.
It was a phone number. I rolled my eyes and put it back in my bra. I was gonna throw it away as soon as I got home.
These horny men always thought they had a chance with the bartenders or they thought it could be useful to know a bartender pretty well.
Free drinks and all that.
But I wasn't just a bartender, I owned this club. I owned the biggest and most popular club in Monaco.