Pickpockets at Inner Room in Cocoa Beach
GooberMan
Florida
I posted this review in the appropriate section but it bothered me enough to want to discuss it with others here.
Before I entered the Inner Room on a Friday afternoon, I stopped at my local bank ATM to get $100 cash (five $20 bills) to avoid the ripoff ATM fees charged at non-customer ATMs, especially in clubs. When I checked my wallet, I had that plus at least another $20 bill in the "high" side of my two-sided wallet with a few dollars in small bills on the "low" side. I am writing this review as a warning to others of possible pickpockets at the Inner Room.
I have not visited the Inner Room in quite a while. Tessa, an old favorite from back in the day, is still there. Tessa greeted me warmly before leaving me for break.
I was wearing dark gym shorts and a dark polo shirt with short white athletic socks and white jogging shoes. I stopped at the bar and ordered a $3.25 Diet Pepsi toward the two drink minimum, breaking a $10 bill from the "low" side of my wallet. I left three quarters as a bar tip and pocketed the remaining $5 and $1 bills in the "low" side of my wallet. I did not check but I am sure at the time that my supply of $20 bills I had withdrawn earlier remained still in the "high" side of my wallet.
Tessa returned from break and took me to the back bench for some dances. As I have done many times, I removed my wallet and my keys from my pockets for comfort and placed them on the adjacent table in my own plain sight. Tessa expressed worry about leaving them on the table and placed them on the bench next to us with her removed dress. Dances at the Inner Room are still $10 and I had promised to purchase four dances. She did a fine job as usual. Upon completion, we noticed that the wallet had fallen behind the bench. When I opened it, the entire "high" side of my wallet was empty! In fact, even the "low" side only had the $6 in change I had earlier placed there. I swear I recall having other $1 bills on that side as well at the bar.
Tessa freaked as much as I did. Whether she was the culprit or not remains a mystery. She swears she had nothing to do with it. I gave her the benefit of the doubt, withdrew cash from the ripoff ATM, paid her the $40 owed, and left.
In my many years of strip clubbing, I have never, ever had anything like this happen to me. I am not a happy camper right now. My unhappiness explains why I rated this club a "1" in terms of monetary value, i.e. "Broke before you sit down." I still cannot determine exactly when and where the money vanished. But I guess that is why they call them "pickpockets."
Before I entered the Inner Room on a Friday afternoon, I stopped at my local bank ATM to get $100 cash (five $20 bills) to avoid the ripoff ATM fees charged at non-customer ATMs, especially in clubs. When I checked my wallet, I had that plus at least another $20 bill in the "high" side of my two-sided wallet with a few dollars in small bills on the "low" side. I am writing this review as a warning to others of possible pickpockets at the Inner Room.
I have not visited the Inner Room in quite a while. Tessa, an old favorite from back in the day, is still there. Tessa greeted me warmly before leaving me for break.
I was wearing dark gym shorts and a dark polo shirt with short white athletic socks and white jogging shoes. I stopped at the bar and ordered a $3.25 Diet Pepsi toward the two drink minimum, breaking a $10 bill from the "low" side of my wallet. I left three quarters as a bar tip and pocketed the remaining $5 and $1 bills in the "low" side of my wallet. I did not check but I am sure at the time that my supply of $20 bills I had withdrawn earlier remained still in the "high" side of my wallet.
Tessa returned from break and took me to the back bench for some dances. As I have done many times, I removed my wallet and my keys from my pockets for comfort and placed them on the adjacent table in my own plain sight. Tessa expressed worry about leaving them on the table and placed them on the bench next to us with her removed dress. Dances at the Inner Room are still $10 and I had promised to purchase four dances. She did a fine job as usual. Upon completion, we noticed that the wallet had fallen behind the bench. When I opened it, the entire "high" side of my wallet was empty! In fact, even the "low" side only had the $6 in change I had earlier placed there. I swear I recall having other $1 bills on that side as well at the bar.
Tessa freaked as much as I did. Whether she was the culprit or not remains a mystery. She swears she had nothing to do with it. I gave her the benefit of the doubt, withdrew cash from the ripoff ATM, paid her the $40 owed, and left.
In my many years of strip clubbing, I have never, ever had anything like this happen to me. I am not a happy camper right now. My unhappiness explains why I rated this club a "1" in terms of monetary value, i.e. "Broke before you sit down." I still cannot determine exactly when and where the money vanished. But I guess that is why they call them "pickpockets."
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I'd say it's likely the lady was involved. She was the one that had you move your wallet to a location of her suggestion.
Kinda reminds me of a story from my home club, one of the dancers has told me that she has had her money stolen by a customer while dancing on the stage. It's always the same. The money disappears while she is at the other end of the dance runway, there is nothing on the camera film and the guy who was sitting next to her purse runs out of the club when the commotion starts.
She's told me the exact same story the last three times I've been in the place only varying the dollar amount; ranging from $300 to $1300. Then comes the worry about not being able to make rent or buy food, then comes the request for some private dances. Either she is the most careless girl with her money or this is just one of the stories in her repertoire of SS.
Lesson learned: Trust NO ONE in this business, leave your valuables locked in your car hidden in a safe place, and store your car key in one shoe and your cash in the other!
Stay alert and sober.
Your story also reminds me of one time I got ROBed out of 200 smacks – this was approx 5 years ago in a black dive in Ft. Worth, TX (lived in Dallas at the time).
It was a Fr. night and I’d had a very rough week. I got to the SC about 11:00 p.m. and was pretty tired and sleep deprived from a rough week at work. I had $200 in one pocket and a smaller amount in the other pocket. I go into the SC, get frisked by this big black bouncer (all black SCs I’ve been to frisk at the door); and I sit near a stage.
There is a really hot ebony on the stage right in front of me. I get up to tip her from my small cash pocket. She asks me if I want some LDs and I oblige. I get two or 3 LDs from her on a sofa in the LD area. I get up, reach into my high cash pocket, and it’s empty! I freak; and I am pissed. I give the dancer a look thinking she is the one that ripped me while I was in a venerable LD position. She genuinely seems concerned about my lost cash. She helps me look in b/w the cushions but nothing is found.
The dancer knew I was extremely pissed and said to forget about the money for the dances (I had actually gotten dances from her in the past and she knew I spent well in the SC).
Of course I had no prove she took the cash. So I went to the club’s ATM, got more money out, and paid her. I stayed for a short while longer but decided to leave.
Thinking about the incident the next day, it occurred to me that it was probably the big black bouncer whom had frisked me at the door that took my cash. I wear thin black cotton pants similar to sweatpants to the SC and these pants have very lose and shallow pockets. I think it was very plausible the slick bouncer was the one who took my cash and me having been so tired on that night and having other things on my mind (like boobs and ass) – that I didn’t notice the bouncer’s move (but I do recall him touching around my pockets as always when one gets frisked).
I subsequently went to that SC about 3 weeks later and ran into the same dancer. I told her that after thinking about it that I thought it may have been the bounder whom ripped me – she said “oh yeah – he was an asshole – he only worked here a few days and got fired†– she did not tell me why he got fired.
I still visit black dives and still wear the same type of pants (they are great for LDs – both the pants and the black dives :)) – but now I hold my cash in my hand while I am being frisked at the entrance (I hold my cell phone in my hand and have my cash in b/w the cell and my palm) .
Now are you certain you were wearing a dark POLO shirt and WHITE socks? That's very important to the case. Because if it was just, say, a t-shirt with black socks, that would change everything. So it's important to be real clear about it.
Now, can you tell us what you had for lunch that afternoon?
Just kidding sandman :)
Now, more importantly, when EXACTLY was the last time you actually checked the high side of your wallet and saw the $100? None of this "I'm sure it was there", when did you ACTUALLY see it last?
One reason I hate wallets is because the bills are just folded in there, no zipper closures or anything. Too easy to just fall out if the wallet gets unfolded.
And I'm sure you searched up and down on the bench, floor, whatever when you discovered it gone? Seems like a perfect time for money to fall out of a wallet when it falls to the floor and unfolds....
I dunno, I just find it hard to believe a dancer would do that, especially if she was a long time dancer there. If she was gonna steal she would have done it long ago and would have been caught long ago. It only takes a few customers who were with the same dancer when their money became "lost" for people to realize who's the bitch.
Look, it's not easy for someone to inconspicuously open your wallet and take money. Usually they'd just take the whole freakin' wallet, it's so much easier.
Are you saying your dancer actually did a one-handed wallet manipulation during the dance, and emptied both pockets without you knowing about it? And then she somehow pocketed the bills somewhere on her semi-nude body? Hard to believe.
I think you screwed up.
Hell, next time you go in there all the customers might spend the whole night on edge, twitching and frantically looking over their shoulders for possible thieves.
BTW, did you try the 3rd grade teacher trick? Get on the PA and say we're gonna turn out all the lights, and whoever took the money just put it back and nobody will know.
And you guys really think that having a stripper post here is really beneficial, and can provide some really awesome insights?
As far as I can tell, the best she can come up with is snarky one liners and useless "I agree" posts that aren't worth shit.
Maybe she could conceal the bills in her skimpy dress but not the wallet? Maybe she didn't want to be caught with the wallet if management searched her? But yes that seems fishy.
But I guess I was thinking of pickpockets in the club ( not dancers)