This Place is Bad

Well, this is a second person review, as my buddy told me about his trip, and some of what he told me is worth passing on, even if I did not observe things directly. He received a call from an ex-H8S dancer, Paris, who he seems to enjoy. She was in town and wanted to meet him at H8S. I too have been sucked in by this marketing ploy, but it was a long time ago and the dancers were WAY hotter than Paris. She is simply not attractive IMO. So he goes in, buys himself a drink, and one for Paris as well. They chit-chat, and soon got to the "VIP" (I find the term VIP funny when referring to H8S, H8N or Bogart's). He had a BBBJ, and probably paid double what most of us would spend for a good looking dancer. But he had fun, and it was his money after all. When he emerged, he was told he needed to buy a second drink immediately. He told the 'waitress' that he bought two drinks-one for Paris and one for himself. That was not good enough she said in a very rude tone(so I was told by him). He said I'm leaving, and he did, vowing to never return. He was a frequent visitor to H8S, as I used to be years ago, when they actually had attractive girls weighing less than me. Now, their moronic policies have caused them to lose yet another customer. Who is running this place? Last time I was there 4 to 6 months ago looking for Deanna and her new boobs, she was not there. Nobody even remotely attractive(besides me of course!) was there. On a Friday at 6pm, there were 5 dancers and 4 customers at the club. Pay a $5 cover(I, shamefully, have a VIP card), and then have to buy at least two drinks is bad enough. Then you are forced to look at nasty, overweight, and rude dancers? No thanks! If 'management' is trying to get the place closed, they are on the right track. This is coming from a 25 year H8S veteran and H8S supporter(until recently). I can't wait until they 'close for remodeling' as the rumors say. Maybe they will be closed for good! With management tactics like these, I am surprised they are still open at all!

Regards,

Costanza