This was my first trip to...

This was my first trip to Dancers on a Friday night. I was there from about 10:30 to 03:00. The club was packed. I could not find anywhere to sit. I had to jump on the side of a table with a bunch of Asian guys that I would presume were college students. Surprisingly, the club did not scan my driver’s license this visit, which they had done on all of my previous three visits. The door guy just looked at it briefly and asked for a $7 cover. Then again, the doorman was not the hippie that usually works the desk on weeknights. Draft beers are $4.25 and domestic bottles are $4.50. Mixers are $5.50. I ordered a beer from the first waitress that asked me if I wanted a drink, a very skinny girl that looks like she might have been 100 pounds. She gets me a $4.50 bottle of beer then walks off with my $10 bill, not giving me the change. Yeah, give yourself a 122% tip. I thought about chasing her down through the crowd, but just wrote it off as a loss and reminded myself to pay waitresses and strippers exactly. The dishonesty bothers me more than losing a few bucks. Not surprisingly, this particular scammer didn’t approach me for the rest of the night. I wish I would have gotten her name.

There were about 26-27 dancers at peak time. Some dancers start leaving early around 01:30 or 02:00, despite a full house still in attendance. So by the time the club closed, there was only 12-14 dancers still there. I spent my lapper cash across two different peelers, Kimberly and Bree. Both were fun to chat with, but neither gave the type of lap dance that leaves you smiling on the drive home. Kimberly is a slender blonde, maybe 27 or so. She looked hot on stage, but up close her make-up was definitely covering some facial flaws. Bree was better on overall sex appeal, but she absolutely reeked of cigarettes. I probed with questions and roamed with my hands, coming to the conclusion she has a deadbeat boyfriend/husband at home and would not be up for extracurricular activities. Dancers that I personally avoided were Phoenix and Desiree. The former is good-looking but a ROB. The latter reeks of tobacco smoke and is too skinny. I’ll be back to Dancers eventually, but probably not on a Friday or Saturday night.