Tonight I'm going to tell you about that one point in time when I stopped working at the clubs. At the time this happened I had been in the clubs for about five years and I was dating a lady that my DC (District Manager, like an area manager) had been hitting on.
I ask my DC what I needed to do to get promoted and he said "it's never going to happen", the owner promotes guys that drink and party with him. You would prefer to go to a nice restaurant with your girlfriend instead of going bar hopping with the owner.
That was about it. Keep in mind that at all of the clubs I had been to the numbers that we want to go up went up and the numbers that we want to go down went down. So I had experience running profitable clubs and I wasn't a liability (no drug background or legal troubles); that apparently wasn't enough.
Maybe his judgment was just sour grapes because my girlfriend had turned him down a few times by that time. I had dinner with my DC's boss to get his opinion on my future. I told him what was said and he changed the subject.
Hmmm, changed the subject. That pretty much told me what my future was with the company. I still did my job but did I go the extra mile like I used to?
Nope. Not after that one point in time.
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