I came here on a Friday...

I came here on a Friday night in January 2015. I can’t remember the exact date but my experience was sooooooooo deplorable it probably doesn’t even matter if I remember honestly.

It was a little before 1am when I got here. The first turn off about this club is the lax pat down. The pat down I got was the worst ever. So I can’t say this place is safe. Anyone could have anything in this dump. Then as I go to the window they say it is $20 for a “Temporary Membership”. FAIL. LMAO. Just call it a “cover”. Don’t try to spice the place up and seem fancy. Everyone knows the club is shit. Harley’s is trying to pretend like they are Bazz & Crue or something. Lol.

So I pay the $20 and walk in. As soon as I step foot inside the place I KNEW I had fucked up by coming here. The girls here need to quit stripping and go ahead and apply at “Burger Belly”. I looked around for maybe ten seconds before sitting down, and this girl “Remy” IMMEDIATELY asks me for a dance. I just got there and wanted to see what other fish were in the DEAD Sea. She got mad and gave me an attitude. She has disdainful customer service skills and is just a plain old, ugly looking BITCH. She smelled like farts too. Smh. So I reported her to her manager “Steve”. He was a nice guy though and very professional.