Disappointing

As soon as I sat down after getting a Coke from the virgin bar, two girls approached me and sat down. This was interesting, but maybe they are trying to have witnesses in case I was an undercover LEO. Whatever the case; their teeth looked horrible, their skin looked dry and leathery, their cleavage was 80-year-old-grandma quality, and their breathe reeked of cigarette smoke and other foulness that I couldn't and didn't want to identify. I felt like I was surrounded by the poster whores of an anti-meth poster. It was horrible. And they didn't take any of my clues that I wanted them to leave me alone. I know their job is to seduce patrons out of their money. I like that aspect of strip clubs . . . normally. I just like the entertainers to have some attractiveness. I don't think that is too much to ask. But apparently here, it is. If you go to Nikita's expecting to see sexy girls, you're gonna have a bad time.

I finally excused myself after finishing my Coke to go use the restroom. I was glad to be able to come back a sit at a different table. There was one stage dancer that did an okay job and I tipped her a few ones. She came by afterwards and asked if I wanted s VIP dance or lap dance. She was better on stage than up close. But that happens. I left after about an hour. I feel like there could be a good club in the Spartanburg area, this one just isn't it.