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The Shark Club
During the 1990s The Shark Club was one of only two nightclubs in Patong Beach, and by far the better of the two. The Shark Club was a favourite hangout for local Thai girls and freelance bar girls as well as tourists. There were actually a few attractive girls employed by the club as dancers, they would receive a salary for showing up and hanging out and dancing in the club.
Unfortunately the Shark Club in Patong Beach was shut down in 2002. Since the closure of The Shark Club, there has never been another club that enjoyed the same success on the Island of Phuket. The rumors of a new Shark Club opening in a new location have many people brimming with excitement and anticipation. I have many fond memories of the Shark Club, and one of those memories was meeting my long time Thai girlfriend.
How I Met My Thai Girlfriend (Tukta)
I walked into the Shark Club one night in 2001, I was alone, because all of my friends had already picked up bar girls from the beer bars. When I walked into the club it was early, but as was the case on most nights, the club was already near full. I grabbed myself a beer from the bar, and then looked around for a place to sit. I noticed a girl sitting near the back corner of the club, away from the action. She was a sexy little thing, dark skin, big lips, a perfect body and a beautiful face, but this is not what had captured my interest. After all, that could pretty much describe any girl in The Shark Club on any given night.
What I noticed about this girl that separated her from all the girls dancing and gyrating on the dance floor, was that she was sitting with two young children ages about 10-12. I decided to walk over and investigate, so I asked her what she was doing bringing kids out to a club. She introduced herself as "Tukta" (Thai for "baby doll") and she explained that she was looking after the two kids for their father who was from New Zealand. I was immediately impressed that she would be spending her evening taking care of a couple kids, as apposed to shaking her ass on the dance floor like all the other gourgeous young girls that filled the club that night.
When I asked her if I could buy her a drink, her eyes lit up with excitement. She wasted no time in accepting the invitation, and we started exchanging small talk. Now after a year of living in Phuket and hanging around in bars, I had learned that bar girls usually feed customers a healthy serving of bullshit when it comes to where they are from and what they are all about. Some of the common stories are, that they are from Bangkok (when they are almost always from the northeastern provinces) and that they have just arrived last month (even though they have been working in the bar for years).
So in order to entertain myself, I decided to craft my own bullshit story about where I am from and what I am all about. This would usually involve an alias, a far fetched story about how wealthy I am, and almost always involved a detailed description of my beautiful private villa with an Olympic sized swimming pool. Tukta was not born yesterday, she could see right through the bullshit I was giving her just as easily as I could see through the lies she was telling me. No matter, the both of us very actually quite entertained by each others stories.
After we had enjoyed several hours of conversation over quite a few drinks, I started to wonder where this was heading. I started to ask about these two kids she was looking after. I was thinking that it was quite clear that she was interested in me, and I was certainly interested in her, so I really wanted to know when we could take the kids home to their parents. Each time I had hinted about this, she seemed to avoid the conversation.
At about 1AM, a middle aged man walked off the dance floor and approached our table, it was clear that he was the father of the two children. He was very unfriendly, and he abruptly said to me "who are you"? I introduced myself, and he then says "what are you doing talking to my girlfriend"? Needless to say I was a little caught of guard. I looked at Tukta and she began to assure me that this guy was not her boyfriend.
It then became clear that she must have come to the bar with him, as his girlfriend, but after he spent the entire night dancing with other women while she watched his kids, she decided she was going to move on to bigger and better things. I was unfortunately in an awkward position, however I was too drunk to care. She was beautiful and I had really enjoyed her company, and he seemed like an asshole anyway.
After a brief shouting match between the two of them, Tukta and I left in a taxi en route to my private villa with the Olympic sized pool (actually a small 1 bedroom house without even a bath tub). When the taxi arrived at the house, Tukta was too drunk to walk, so I had to carry her on my shoulders "cave man style". As we approached the front door, she said in a serious tone "where is the swimming pool"?
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