Night People (Part 2) - Coyote Ugly

While waiting for a 16.3MB email to reach me from my boss, I guess I'll get on with Part 2 of night people. Again, not a post to give advice to anyone, but just an observation.

The same colleague, during those times goes out drinking a lot. Though he doesn't drink till he gets drunk, he just didn't want to go home early. I believe on two or three occasions (I think it's two) he actually brought me to this place called Bintang Garden, a 2nd floor coyote ugly styled pub which has a balcony. I have no idea if the place still exist.

Anyway, this pub have a lot more tables and chairs then the dance floor. Not only that, the place is quite well lit and the ambience very clean. Still, we have to shout to each other to be heard, which is still better compared to the Feng Tao place where you can only communicate with hand signals or typing something on your phone and show it to your friend.

These coyote ugly girls (about 16 of them) works only from 10:00pm to 2:00am. But before that, I might as well make a diary of my first visit since it will remain just an easily forgotten episode in my life in years to come. When I visited the place with him, he's already been there twice and have already made friend with a malay coyote. So, when I stepped in, and had drinks ordered, she was the one to take the order. I only got my self a freakin' RM8.00 coke (one single small glass with 2 cubes of ice).

One thing I notice is that nearly once every half hour, all 16 coyotes will get on the bar and dance to one single piece of music. They seem to have a strong liking for "Shut Up" by The Black Eyed Peas and "Pass The Dutch" by Missy Elliot. Beside the bars, four of them will be on a higher platform with poles. Being brightly lit and all, I wouldn't say that they're dressed scantily. Sexy maybe... some in jeans and normal tank top, some even with dress! As much as they'd 'show' it'll be either the thigh or mid-riff section. Not really low neckline because of the dance they have to do to avoid any 'mishaps' jumping out.

I remembered that after one of these dances, my colleague's friend came back to our table, and after that joined by 3 other girls. I totally forgotten this colleague's friend of mine's name, but I remembered being introduced to a Jo, a Nadia and a chinese girl whom I also forgotten the name. That's when I found out that they get commission for any drinks order they took, so all of them tries to get the pub's clients to buy drinks even for the dancers. Therefore, at my table, when there's six of us (including the other 4 girls), we 'ought to' buy 6 drinks.

This girl named Nadia, whom I can described as someone who has good hips and volumnous hair, tried to look all pitiful asking me to buy her a drink saying "Aku dahaga... belilah air." to which I said "Belilah sendiri." She tried on three different attempts at different song intervals (they move around to other tables as well) and stopped when she knew she'll get nothing from me.

This pub has a 'specialty' called "Blowjob". It's purely a sick man's or unlucky slob's choice of a drink to get a little fresh with the girls. The girl will fill up that tiny scotch glass thingy with vodka or whatever and she will lie down with the bottom of the glass held in her mouth. The guy will just pick up the glass with his mouth and lift it up to drink the entire content, of course taking advantage of touching lips with the girl right before that. I took 16 of the specialty that night... kidding!!

Anyway, to speed things up, the second time (now I remembered I only went there twice) I went there with slippers and was stopped at the entrance but since they knew my colleague is a regular, they let us in. This time, on one of the break, at least 8 girls joined us (at a table meant for 4). Nadia was there, but she didn't strike up any 'sales pitch' and she was talking to me, I decided to 'interview' her.

Funnily, amongst the first question I asked was "Do you drink?" to which she answered "No", she only drinks orange juice. Seeing her move from table to some other tables, it does seem that way since all those tables have orange juice, and she doesn't do "blowjob". Next question was "Does your mum know you do this?" LOL... sigh... now it sounded like I'm from the authorities, but back then I was just awed at why anyone would choose this line of work. Anyway, from the conversation (or shouting) I had with her I learned that amongst these 16, there are different characters. Some wants to get "booked" for the night, some others just lepak at the mamak after work and goes home with their boyfriends while others, including Nadia goes home to her parents. Of course I took all these stories at face value only, people can lie. Heck, even I introduced myself as "Nik". But I did say I'm in the computer line.

It seems that the general pub customers are men in their late 30's to early 50's and they just love to put their hands on the girls' thighs whenever they come to visit the table, which explains a lot to why they stopped at our tables the longest. My colleague totally respect "physical touches" and I'm totally not used to it except for close friends or old school friends, even then it's just a simple "hello" or "goodbye" or "long time no see" hug.

At that time I decided to dwelve a little bit more on the lifestyle, and since I try to make friends with people from all walk of life, I was trying to see if Nadia can indeed be a friend or just someone out there to make money. I have a lawyer friend, accountant friend, but hey, I also want some 'not so common' ones. Since I already have a tranvestite friend and a model friend (from Penang whom it's been 6 years and we've never met), no harm,.. just friends. I told her that I have absolutely no other motive than to be a friend which she agreed and gave her number and I gave mine, but my name is still "Nik", since I still don't trust the fella.

Anyway, weeks passed, I didn't contact her at all. One night about 2:30am, she called. She just reached home from work and she asked this "Hey, kakak aku nak siapkan thesis dia tapi format kat Word ni lari teruk, boleh tolong tak?" and she passed me to the elder sister. While talking to whom I believed was her housemate, I heard an older woman's voice saying "Lah, tak tidur lagi?" being replied with "Nak habiskan report ni, mak" followed by "Last minute lagi? Nadia, pergi mandi tidur." Quick analysis made me believe that this was really her home and her sister, but why would she dared use her real name in public?

To cut things short, I had about half hour of conversation with her older sister on the project and where is good to go for Masters in Business,... she was finishing her Bachelor's thesis. I did ask "Kenapa Nadia balik lambat?" to which she replied "Come on, aku tau dia dancer kat pub. I think you pun kenal dia kat situ. She told me you macam orang salah tempat, totally awkward kat situ, macam batu, lagu best pun duduk macam tengok tv, tak bergerak with the music pun."

On the phonecall with her, this is where I learned that they start work at 10pm to 2am every night (each girl 6 days a night, so in total there's actually 20+ girls). She was just turning 18 in a few weeks time, and used a friend's IC to apply for the job. They get RM3,000 as a basic pay excluding commission. She bought a whole complete set of wardrobe, which her mum got suspicious of her job and she said it's from her bonus. She finished SPM but decided to stop studying citing "Aku tak pandai macam kakak aku." She tells her mum she works as a waitress at night at a pub, amazingly her mum doesn't mind. I cannot remember what else besides the above in the hour long conversation.

The next phonecall, which turned out to be the last phonecall, a few weeks later, she said she was quitting the scene and decided to go for those event type of dancing. Promotions, product launches, etc and have started on a few already. Her boyfriend of two years who she broke up with right after SPM is back with her. That phonecall, I thought for a while, and then I told her "Good for you", and within the conversation I just told her to take good care of herself and if anything, do call me for any friendly help or advice. That's the last I heard of her, and I never did follow up (which I usually do with ALL my friends at least yearly) because I lost her phone number many months later. And my colleague, who also has her phone number went into a crazy mood deleting each any every girl's phonenumber (except work mates) when the girl he liked accepted him. But that's another story.

Hmm... rather lengthy post, but all the better since I have planned to document this interesting encounter and get it off my memory bank. One thing I learn is that some people, who doesn't want to 'fall' but wants to earn good money, dares to risk being walking on a thin line that can be to their downfall. I'm happy that one friend did not make it a career, or goes 'deeper' into it, and most probably it's because her sister kept her in check. Still, risks like this, where emotional instability can easily crop up (if she does drink and being under the influence, or at least be 'trapped' by a smooth talker), is some things that people do decide to try their mental and morale strength in.

I guess I'm weak in testing my emotional strength on a thin line like this. Even in my line of work, it's easy to get extra money. Imagine four contractors bidding for a contract for my ex-building, and all planning to give significant amount of "monetary gift" if I recommend them highly and they get accepted. I told them that I don't do it, (I also know my CEO totally despise it) and it will be on a fair trial. Better safe than sorry. Not worth getting caught and not worth throwing my honor out the window.

Sorry if the above post seem to put me in a very good light. I'm like any guy, I do enjoy watching the dances, something nice to see. But my wife knows totally well I won't, for a second, would think about getting in a relationship with anyone I know from these certain places.