[b]9. How did you end up managing a strip club and brothel for years?[/]
Well it wasn't years. Although it did seem like it then and even sometimes now...
I "managed" my first strip club at 19, the a brothel, then both.
By 20, I was in New Zealand, another country, running 5 strip clubs and 3 brothels in the red light strip along "K" Road in Auckland.
Wonder if I can still spell it... Karanguahape ? Anyways, "K" Road
Here I was, 19, surrounded by fucking huge Maoris and "coconuts" (assorted Islanders), this fucking white kid, who, even at 6"2 and 250lbs of pretty fucking strong muscle mass, paled into insignificance next the to fucking size of some of these huge black bastards. Who did not like me. At all.
Bottom line - within 4 weeks I was on a first name basis with ever orderly, nurse and doctor on night duty at Auckland General Hospital.
Had the shit beaten out of me more times in that first month than the rest of my life put together and tripled.
A painful time.
I was only there for about 3 1/2 months when a car I was supposed to be driving blew up, giving the poor little fuck "gopher" kid I used to give odd jobs to 3rd degree burns to 50% of his body.
I accepted the message and booked it out of country in a BIG hurry.
That was the last straw and I decided that if I wanted to live past 30, or even 21 at that point, it was time to make a change......
But I didn't answer the question really...
How did I end up there ?
Hmmmmmm.
Let's just say that management skills (which I had) were not the major pre-requisite.
Product handling and marketing channels were.
The End.
