Four co-workers and I decided to...

Four co-workers and I decided to hit up Treasures on a recent Saturday night visit. I was leery of this club as the past few times I’ve visited have revealed an all-out ‘hustler’ environment, from the parking situation to the waitresses and especially with the dancers. But my friends had never really experienced Treasures in all its splendor, so I relented and we pulled up to the club.

I refuse to pay for parking in a city that is essentially a giant parking lot, so while the lot appeared to be full, we were able to find a spot in an adjacent shopping center lot. It was after midnight, so no real threat of towing. We walked up and were greeted by the customary $15 cover charge and a monstrous oaf of a bouncer who verbalized in one word sentences.

Once inside, it was immediately apparent that the one thing that never changes about Treasures is the quality and quantity of the female specimens on display - really nothing below a 6 with most settling in at around 8 or 9. We sat down near the back stage and ordered a round of overpriced beers. `Of course the club was pretty packed by then, so much so that we were rarely approached by dancers doing their rounds. At around 1:30, the crowd diminished a bit, so we decided to move to the front row of the front stage.