I just don't get it

It's been a week since my last visit to Desire and I am still shaking my head at my experience there that night. Not in a good way. I have mentioned in previous posts that I am yet to see the appeal of this place. My visit on Wednesday night was just the icing on the cake.

I came in with low expectations as I had already had some fun at a couple of other clubs, but wasn't quite ready to call it a night. The place was crowded. There was no seating available at the two bars so I stood off towards the back. As I scanned the room, I noticed the dancer on the secondary tiny side stage was giving me the bedroom eyes. I looked away, looked back, and she was still undressing me with her eyes. This had potential, I thought. I went over, sat at the stage, she kept staring at me the whole time like I was the only guy in the room. We started talking, she showed me some kitty. I found out she was Brazilian. We appeared to make a connection. This was too good to be true. I tell her I definitely want to see her when she gets off stage.

She finishes her set, goes to the locker room, and disappears for about thirty minutes. Freshening up maybe? That's nice. She finally emerges and walks right past me and introduces herself to another guy at the other bar. WTF? I leave my seat and go lean against the DJ booth wall. Again, after striking out with the other guy, she walks right by me without even looking at me and introduces herself to another guy. I give up. Twenty minutes later I am sitting down again, and she finally sits with me, asking me to buy her a drink. Reluctantly, I do. The whole time we're talking I am wondering if she even remembers me. It was so strange. She asks if i want a dance and I say, "Well, you've kept me waiting a long time." She says let's go have a smoke first. Um, ok. We walk outside to the patio and she notices some fellow Brazilian dancer friends sitting in the back corner. "I'm going to go say hi to my friends." Seriously? Of course I assume she's going to come back, but as I am sitting there by myself it becomes apparent she has pitched camp with her friends. So after ten minutes, I leave. I couldn't believe it. I was ready to spend a couple of big bills on this woman when we first met at the stage and she wound up with nothing but a drink.