Waste of Time

I had business in Columbia, so detoured to Platinum West on the drive in to check out the day shift. It was a sad state of affairs. I arrived about 5:30 p.m. There was a $3 cover charge taken by a cute girl at the door. It turned out, she was by far the best looking girl in the club. She and the $2.50 beer happy hour were the only two redeeming qualities of this visit.

Inside there were about a half-dozen guys scattered around the large club, which is basically one large room with an upstairs champagne room loft area. There were the same number of dancers, most of whom looked like trailer trash, and not in a good way. You know those 30ish lumpy looking women you see in Walmart? Imagine them in stripper attire and you will get the picture.

There was not one that even slightly interested me, so I cannot report on lap dance quality. I finished my beer and headed out.