This is a dancer review......buyer beware!...

This is a dancer review......buyer beware! so on a pipe dream I decided to travel to Florida to work at the "best" club......Rachels. Well gentlemen put your wallets away and dancers...good luck. It has the glam, men in suits and towels on their arms, linen covered tables and security with ear peices in. But once you scrape the surface your left with just a scratch. Drinks are so over priced its what I call dumb. The steak is great! But you men will ultimately become the meat! The women are plastic on a level of "what do you think she looks like when she takes her face off????????" Alot of eastern european women, who think they are in the red light district. Forget the phrase when in Rome!!!! Lap dance area is shit! Some of the seats are torn and the mini tables every 2ft are not conducive to a great lap dance. The men Ive spoken to are the neopolean type....I have this and this and this but really they have nothing but a mouth full of words. The VIP rooms are negotiable for a very steep price to the dancers. And for the men.....you better have alot of cash fellas. For a dancer you have to tip about 30% to the floor vip guy so that he works the men for you. Then the dj gets 10% of that sale! Yeah, your down about 40% to rub on some guys cock who thinks that he just paid an outrageous amount of money for you and you better let him grope you in every way possible. The women are knive throwing bitches. I have never seen more money hungry non team work women in my life. Rachels is for men trying to impress other men....aka....business expense. What a waste of my time and money coming here. Oh and the plastic poles are there just for you to look pretty. No awesome pole work, no floor work! Vanna white bullshit. Stage money is....well there isnt any. You dance three songs for nothing. I mean nothing. Stage money has always been a huge part of my income and Rachels is non exsistant. Dressing room is a hell hole with no paper towels to wipe your hands off with. Honestly dont waste your time men. Unless you have money to burn. And dancers....keep it movin! There where over 40 girls there and it was like a pool of vicious sharks. Ha! I wish I could greet every guy who walks in and tell him to just take his money out and put a liter to it, because he is going to get burnt! Have at it!