I've decided that the night club industry isn't for me....

I am currently working at Mohegan Sun, a casino for those under a rock, so that means I haven't stepped outside since Monday and I am not too sure what the weather is like. Aside from the window in my room, the casino is totally devoid of any widows, clocks, etc. I am in a bubble where I am unable to determine what time of day it is. Aside from my watch and the rumbling in my stomach, I would not know what time it is ever.

I heard it snowed this morning, I wouldn't know.

Anyway, so part of my task while working here is a Tenant audit. Basically what that means is I check to make sure that the tenants, ie Johnny Rockets, pays Mohegan the correct rent each month (rent is based off Sales). Because of this, I get to review lots and lots of register tapes from the bar and nightclub I am reviewing. Who would have guessed that a Redheaded Slut and Jagermeister were such popular drinks. Personally, I prefer the more subtle drinks like the lemon drop or a Grey Goose and Soda but whatever.

I can picture it now, Women getting crazy during some bachelorette party ordering a few redheaded sluts forming a circle and gulping it down. Honestly Jessica, if this happens at your party, I don't want pictures and I don't want to know.

Something else I have found while working here. To be in the night club industry, you have to be jacked, I mean JACKED. I just don't fit in. Even if I do find evidence of fraud here, should I tell someone for fear of my life? There is only one exit to this back room I am currently sitting in and I am not concerned about being trapped by fire. Instead, what concerns me is the doorway being blocked by some bouncer they call 'the bigger guy.'

This is a part of a conversation I had while in a room full of those types of people mentioned above.

"I understand that you reconcile your tapes to the General Ledger postings on a daily basis, but do you run a monthly report off the GL activity to verify the aggregate of the daily activity?"

"No."

"So, what you are telling me is that there isn't monthly report, from the GL, that we can get to tie to the Rent Report you present to Mohegan?"

"No."

"So, we only have this micros report then?"

"Yes"

"Thanks, thanks a lot for your help."

See how much of a dork I feel like here? It's really killing me. Although, the rooms here are much nicer than the Springfield Marriot, only problem is I don't get reward points.