Don't bother

This club has signs all up and down 75 and I finally decided to make a quick stop over enroute to sunny Florida from the Atlanta area. The place was not impressive but having been to a few ugly clubs with incredible dancers I went ahead and paid the small cover and entered the club.

I was immediately latched on to by the very same young lady who took my cover. Perhaps breaking a 100 to pay the entry was a bad choice. She followed me to my table and sat down with me. She immediately began the sob story/buy a dance routine that while very unappealing to me must work since if it didn't I can imagine why it would be so prevalent in the industry.

At any rate as it happened I was in a bit of a hurry and since I couldn't shoo this lady away I figured I grab a dance and hope that maybe she would at least be on the fun side. The dances were ok but expensive and while she insinuated that my "little guy" would be happy I left feeling rather unhappy and felt as if a couple Benjamins for a rather unimpressive time. I should have waited until I got a bit further north. I think the atl scene would have been more my style.