1. Marcy's Playground 1 by loyalsock


    Date: 9/5/2017, Categories: First Time Author: loyalsock 

    ... block building with darkened windows. Not so. It was a beautiful mansion like something out of a movie. I parked in the parking lot on the side and went in. Big reception hall with dark marble floors. Mrs. J. met me. &#034This will be your desk, honey.&#034 She led me over to a big mahogany desk. &#034This is how you check people in.&#034 It looked pretty easy, scan their card under a scanner thing, let them go through the big double doors. &#034If they want to check in a coat, or anything, take their card and run it under the other scanner, here.&#034 I nodded. Not that anybody in their right mind would have a coat in the middle of a boiling summer, but whatever. &#034Here's the tablet for new member forms. New members only come in to fill out applications by appointment, so you'll know if someone's coming.&#034 She went through the rest of the routine. It took less than ten minutes. There was a huge sitting area to my front right. A coat room to my direct right. A break room behind me with a bathroom, small table, and a kitchenette. &#034Any questions so far?&#034 &#034Nope.&#034 &#034Here's your nametag. If someone addresses you by name, you can call them by name. Otherwise it's sir or ma'am. Your job is to make everyone feel comfortable, so you need to be relaxed so they can be relaxed. Okay?&#034 &#034Okay.&#034 &#034If you aren't comfortable, there's no way they can be comfortable,&#034 she said. She gave me a hard look. &#034I can do it,&#034 I said. I hope. She left ...
    ... me alone. I opened my book. I realized I was a little nervous when I started jonesing for some Chunky Monkey ice cream. Come on, Marcy, get lost in the novel. About ten minutes later a woman came in. I smiled warmly at her. She handed me her card, I swiped it, and handed it back. She nodded and went in. An old guy about seventy. Said hello. Swipe. Two maybe gayish looking guys, not much older than me, who could be b*****rs. They spent a few more minutes saying hi. Swipe, swipe. A total of six people came in during my first two hours. At noon more people started showing up. I think the thing that amazed me was how normal all these people looked. A few guys asked me to check in briefcases, two women asked me to check in large handbags. One woman had me check in a fancy scarf. It was kind of fun. Say hello, smile a little bit, not too much. Swipe. People came in, people came out. Mrs. J. relieved me for lunch. It was hard to believe this place was more than a country club. And at the front desk during lunch the person swiping you in looked like central casting's idea of a perfect grandmother. I peeked through the large double doors behind me. Huge fancy room with pretty couches and a bar on one end. Nobody in it. Pretty similar to anybody's living room except there were two stripper poles near the back wall. I wonder if this was a place where they had dances at night, or people sat before they went to other rooms. Okay, none of my business. At 6 p.m. my shift was over. I got in ...
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