This place was horrible! I walked...

This place was horrible! I walked in, and there were two other customers at eleven at night. Actually, the entire club was dingy; one giant room, no stage, just a pole in the corner on a platform so small that I'd be amazed if any of the girls could even walk the pole without falling off, a little niche area with a podium, and the doorway that I'm assuming leads to lapdance rooms.

Sitting at the bar were four dancers. I'm assuming they're the only ones, since I didn't see any others. None of them seemed to want to be there. When I entered the club, they all turned and looked at me, and then promptly went back to scrolling their phones. On top of that, only one was appropriately dressed. The others had on their jackets, or sweaters. Nobody approached me; the bartender didn't even acknowledge me, so I couldn't get a drink.

Not that I would've stuck around that long anyway. If you don't want to acknowledge me, that's fine, but I don't want to give you my money. I left five minutes after I arrived. What a waste of time. This was my first time going to Jen's, and it's definitely my last.