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| - How is this place allowed to stay in business? Absolutely disgusting club. I've been to cleaner animal shelters.
Let me start by saying I'm not a novice strip club go-er. I've waitressed in clubs, my sister was a dancer, I've had friends that are dancers, and when my husband and I get bored, we like to go to spice things up. Normally I go to Candy or Bliss, but my husband's friend said Centerfold's had way hotter girls and they were way better at pole-work.
NOT. AND DEFINITELY NOT.
I was really excited when we got in. I didn't have super high standards--it is a strip club. But the carpeting looks like a haboob had went in ten minutes before we got there. The smoking patio looked nice. It was indoor, so that was a plus for my husband and his friend.
The inside of the club is...strange. The bar is nice, and the seating is nice, but like I said. Carpeting looks about 40 years old. The stage has a nice spinning pole and a spin bar. I think there's a VIP room behind the stage? We didn't stay long enough to find out.
We normally drink beer. Occasionally I'll have a cosmo. Hubby's friend went to the bar while we found seats. A waitress promptly approached us and asked if we'd been taken care of, yadda yadda. Informed her we had a friend go to the bar for us, but we would probably need her in fifteen minutes. She was very good at her job, very pretty, and I think she was the best part of this club.
My friend comes back and I decided that I wanted a cosmo after all. I went to the bar, ordered. Watched the bartender shake my drink---WITH HER HAND AS A THE LID. She poured all of the liquor and cranberry and lime juice, into a cup, and sealed it with her hand, and shook. When she went to pour the liquor, she used her hand as an ice catch. I did not tip, and I did not drink my drink. I wish a health inspector was there to fine her. I don't care if she just washed her hands, that's pretty freaking gross.
But not even close to the grosses thing I saw there that night.
This was a Friday at 11. It was pretty busy. We were hussled by the girls, a few pretty girls, a few not so pretty girls. One of the girls said she would do a discounted couples dance because she was pretty broke that night. She was nice enough, gorgeous, and I respected her honesty, so hubby and I said yes.
Her dance was excellent, clean. We paid her. Went to find a new girl since hubby and I have different tastes. Watched the incredibly boring stage shows...The next girl who came up was twice and gorgeous--and atleast four times as disgusting. She lured us in with a nice clean dance, and then when we went back to VIP, she started jiggling her bean and asking my hubby to finger her--which might have been cool if her lady bits didn't look like straight up roadkill and she didn't have a tampon string dangling out of her. When we were about to leave VIP she offered my hubby $100 for an hour and she promised she wouldn't tell me about it. Not only was she gross, but she thought she had balls the size of Canada. She probably did at one point.
The last girl who walked up to us before we left asked us if we wanted to party. When girls at Candy Store ask us that, they're asking us to do shots. So we said yeah, and she said, "well, I can get you X, meth, coke, whatever you need." And then proceeded to explain her prices. My husband asked her if she also would go home with us for $100 an hour, and she said $100 was a little less than most of the girls charged here.
They just need to change the sign outside to say "Drug Warehouse Whore House." We won't be returning for fear of AIDS. No idea how VICE hasn't touched the place.
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