Judging a Strip Club by it's Cover
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USA
How often do y'all judge a strip club by the outside of it? Has it ever deterred you, ever drew you in? Are your outside instincts usually correspond with what's on the inside? Off the top of my head I can't really think of too many counter examples.
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I’m partial to dives so a club’s appearance is usually not a deterrent – only time “appearance” is a deterrent is if safety may appear to be an issue.
Often times a packed parking-lot is a sign of a popular and thus good club; but I’ve learned not to use that as a barometer (or a deterrent in the case of a semi-empty parking-lot) – yeah usually a semi-empty parking-lot is a sign of a club that sucks; but not always at least not in my case since I tend to enjoy dives – so I’ve learned to at least give-it the benefit of the doubt if the parking-lot looks kinda empty, vs just passing on the club altogether (at this stage in my PL-career; often times a club that looks too-packed may be more of a deterrent than one that may look kinda-dead).
Having TUSCL, it’s rare for me these days to just hit a club out-of-the-blue b/c I just happened to run into it – if this happens I’ll likely make a note of it and then research it on TUSCL for a future visit – earlier on in my monger-career I may have been more prone to check out clubs out of the blue; but not as much these days.
Shit dude I never let a lightly filled parking lot deter me. A lot of these girls don't have cars, so it just means that the club isn't a sausage factory. I have no problem being one of the only sausages in the club - some would call that ideal conditions. 😉
In retrospect, I don't think I've ever bailed on a club visit just based on the exterior.
But I routinely Google Earth when I visit a new club, to check the neighborhood. Esp if it’s a night visit (I live in CA, where carrying a gun is about the only crime worth condemning LOL).
I drove back around the block and parked on a side street and ran the gauntlet past the bikers to go in without issue.
Once inside, a sat at the bar in an area that appeared the least crowded. My choice ended up being next to the biker pair's half finished drinks. I ended up interacting with the worse of the pair but it wasn't too big of a deal.