Spearmint Rhino
LV: Westside
Friday April 22, 2011
5 a.m.
This place was packed on an early Friday morning. 50+ Girls; 100+ Guys; $22 Cover. As I walked in, I was greeted by a stable of girls wanting to give some lonely guys some companionship for $20 a dance. I finally understand why guys like these types of places. The girls approach the guys instead of the usual guy approach girl club scene. The guys get the right to refuse the girls based on her physical attributes without remorse or public scrutiny. If the girl is too short, too tall, too fat, or not fat enough in the right places, the guy simply can say "nope."
However, this establishment was by far the most depressing place that I have ever been. The floor was sticky. The lights were too dim. The people on both sides of the love seat were seedy. All I kept thinking was how these girls started exploiting themselves for $20 at a time. How does one become a strip club worker? People always respond they make good money but I ask at what social, moral, or physical cost. Sure I could make a lot of money shooting people or selling drugs, or even legally by convincing old ladies to donate their life savings to some half-ass cause, but again at what cost.
Later, I saw a 35 year old lady essentially begging patrons to allow her to dance for them for $20. It made me think "Sure the money is good when you're young but then you don't develop any other skills and you get old and less attractive and you earn less and less and then the club kicks you to the curb and then you get a graveyard shift waitressing job at the 24 hour Denny's where you have to serve the same drunk guys that you gave lap dances to 10 years ago. I am not religious but I pray my daughter never becomes an "exotic dancer" whom gross guys proposition for lewd and lascivious acts.
On a lighter note, the bar was great with relatively cheap drinks. The security guards left me alone since I was constantly drinking to avoid the great sadness in my heart for the Sodom and Gomorrah type behavior that I was witnessing. I only spent a Hundred Dollars on admission and 10 cocktails and one $6 Bottle of Water. $100 was nothing in comparison to some of my compatriots, some of whom gave upwards to a $100 tip for a $20 dance.