This club continues to be a...

This club continues to be a hit or miss proposition (pun intended). Occasionally a dancer from the past will surface for a bit of nostalgia, but that wasn't the case on my last visit. As usual, my first stop was the men's room. No paper towels. I hate having to dry my hands on my pants after washing them. What followed was a dancer who had to be anorexic and another who outweighed me attempt to exert a high pressure sales pitch that would have made a Jehovah's Witness ashamed. I literally felt unsafe to refuse. So I didn't. I was glad I complied.