For the life of me, I...

For the life of me, I can't figure it out...but I never feel comfortable here. I just cannot put my finger on it (no pun intended).

I walked in, paid a cover to a very nice bouncer, and gave him a couple dollar tip. I went to the bar (much like I have THOUSANDS of times elsewhere - and here), and grabbed a beer. Good looking bartender. Pleasant, attentive. By this point, almost everywhere else, I feel relaxed and kind of slink into a spot to watch some dancing. But here, per usual I couldn't find *my* spot. Not at the bar, not at the stage.

I ended up at the stage, and the dancers were giving pleasant, flashy, dances for a buck or two (am I undertipping here?...misreading the dancer-tier....I tip more at Mardi Gras...less at Fifth Alarm...). But, they were not really spending time giving me a dance. I mean, this once chick was freaking deep throating this dudes beer bottle to show off her talent. But, not my beer bottle....I don't get it. In most places, I eventually connect with some skanky dancer, sit off somewhere, and we end up in a lap dance area where she uses me and I use her (AWESOME). But not here.....