Pazzazz without pazzazz

I arrived at the club at 6:30 PM on Saturday evening, the club had just opened; there was the doorman, bartender and me. There is a large stage to the left as you enter the club, with the private dance area in the rear and the bar is on the right. I sat at the bar, got a bottle of water ($4) and talked with the bartender as she got everything ready. 7PM came and the 2 of us were still having a good time talking. Eventually a dancer arrived, she sat at the other end of the bar, the bartender told her to come over and sit by me. 7:30 passed and nothing had changed in the club, I got another bottle of water. The dancer asked me if I would like a dance. Dances in a private booth with a curtain were $40. Dances on a couch in a corner were $20 or 2 for $25. I took the $25 offer since we were the only ones there how much more privacy could we have or need. I sat down, the dancer placed both hands on my knees and facing away from me rubbed her butt back and forth for two songs. She didn't take off any clothing, didn't change her rhythm or pressure; just wiggled back and forth. I'd have to say it was the most boring lap dance of all time. When she finished and we walked back towards the bar, I saw the bartender had moved to complete paperwork on a table in the dance area. I guess she moved there to provide security in case things got out of hands, at least that put a smile on my face because I thought that was pretty funny considering the situation. After another 30 minutes another customer came in and asked the bartender to turn on a television so he could watch a football game. She said they normally don't do that since it would detract from the attention on the stage. She was trying to find the game he wanted as I decided it was time to go. The bartender is the best thing about the club. She is very attractive, she was dressed like she was in the South Pacific this day. She was fun to talk with and was definitely the life and the beauty of the club when I was there. A second dancer was walking in the door as I left, no improvement in looks over the first one so I continued on. The doorman walked out into the parking lot with me and talked all the way to my truck. Maybe the action in the club improves later at night but the only reason I would return to this club is to see and talk with the bartender.