Welcome to cellphone city. The...

Welcome to cellphone city. The bartender is on hers - good luck getting a refill, the dancers are sitting at the bar using theirs - Facebook updates, and somewhere in the mix, there are two-song stage sets. Dancers no longer respond to tips unless you're making-it-rain. Even asked a couple to stop by for dances after they got off stage, but apparently Facebook was beckoning. An hour plus visit and was only approached after management insisted that the girls get off of their asses and put the phones away. Typical, "You wanna dance?" one liner. No, I'd rather burn my money. There was one hard-working white girl who was constantly tied up with regulars. Black girls with fake boobs and flat asses and bad attitudes abound. Drink prices are reasonable and there is no drink hustle by the bartender - Thank you, Facebook.