Pleasant surprise

Kinda wish i knew what kinda place this was when i was growing up in Bridgeport. Might have motivated me to get a job. For non vips: bring 50$ and a dream.

It's a pretty small and rinky dink little bar. The stage doesn't feel like the center of the room at all. Went during the day but even then it looked a bit rough. Bottle of water cost me 3 dollars but i was down for whatever it took to distract me from the clinger that latched onto me the second i walked in the door. Jesus she was persistent. I'm glad though, i got to practice my ability to say no to persistent vip room saleswomen, a skill That's been put to the test at many seedy and even a few upper crust clubs.

In any case she was not the best looking by a long shot and it wasn't super difficult to be stern despite her refusal to take no for an answer. We're talking a solid 7 to 10 minutes of begging. Fortunately she wasn't overly rude at least, which made it somewhat manageable. She then asked me to watch her drink while she changed, which i guess was just a tactic to stop me from going back with one of the other girls because she just sat at the other end of the bar. Wtf's all around.