Driving down N. 50th and my...

Driving down N. 50th and my cell phone rings. It's my boss and not very happy. My headset is on the floor and i can't reach it so rather than hold the phone to my ear while driving i pulled into the first parking lot that came my way. I parked, found the headset and proceeded to listen to a 15 minute rant that had little to do with me. Sitting there in the car, i realized i was parked in front of the Playpen Strip Club. I had been on my way to ybor strip- maybe this was an good omen.

There are two doors. The one on the left takes you into an adult book/video store. On the right, into the strip club. I put the phone on mute, got out and walked into the strip club while my boss kept jabbering away. Thought i'd just peek inside. Saw three dancers standing in the middle of a totally empty club. There was a bar but no patrons to be seen. At that precise moment, a response was required so i made a mad dash outside, took the phone off mute and continued the call.

I am a firm believer in not wasting time valuable adult entertainment time so i got a little bold and walked through the door on the left while talking. I passed right by a large sign stating no cell phones but the guy at the register said nothing. This "video" store was small, grungy and poorly stocked. At the back is an area with little booths where you can pay some coins and presumably watch a movie. I'm still on the phone standing in the back gazing at the movie covers being shown in the various booths. I was laughing to myself thinking "if my boss only knew where i was" ... Did i mention my boss is a woman? Lol