It was now 2:15 pm and Don was still working on paper work for his club. As he sat in his office he made sure that all the liquor that he ordered would be there on time for the grand opening.
Today was Wednesday and the premiere of the club was on Friday night to kick off the weekend. He still had to make sure all the bottle girls had their uniforms and he wanted to make sure that his bartenders were set and were ready to go.
He sat back taking a break to watch his workers on the security cameras he had throughout the club. They were putting all the last minute touches that needed to done on the club before they left today.
This was something new that Don didn't know truly what he was getting himself into but, what ever he put his mind to, he knew he could accomplish.
At 29 Don never thought that instead of trapping out on the streets of Atlanta he would be opening up his own club.
Even though he wanted better for his life and he promised his granny that he'll do something productive, he wasn't to sure of what he would do to keep that promise but here he was; ex trapper now business owner.
2 hours later Don went downstairs to check on the progress of the club. He walked around checking out each part of the club seeing how everything came together.
Don found an old building that was on sale due to its condition. He was able to get it pennies on a dollar and decided that maybe opening a club wouldn't be so bad.
Don's dream for the club was to be the best new hot spot in Atlanta. He had a mix of everything that would appeal to all clubbers.
The building was big enough that it had 3 floors. On the first floor he had a wrap around bar with a huge dance floor.
Small tables and stools were spread out on the perimeter of the floor and VIP sections were elevated up for seclusion. A stage for performances and a DJ booth sat at the far side wall.
On the second level he had private rooms for people who wanted to come in to watch games and lounge areas for people who wanted to come in and chill. He offered hookahs and a small menu of food options that included wings, sliders, and flat breads.
Finally, on the third floor sat his office, a room where he had some of his personal things that included some of his wardrobe something like a bedroom, and closets for storage for the club like items for the bathrooms and cleaning supplies.
Once he was finished checking out the club he made it back to the main floor and met with all of the managers that he hired. He had called a meeting and wanted to make sure everything was done.
He assigned a manager for each part of the club thinking it would be easier and he would know who to go to when something went wrong in their section.
Club Champs would be open soon and hopefully be a success.
