Got robbed by a stipper here.. DO NOT GO HERE, SUPER SHADY!

I visited this club for the first time the day before this happened. Illinois clubs really blow, I usually drive to Indiana, but I was bored and just wanted to see what was going on here. First visit was fine, typical dive bar club. I was in town the next day and stopped in for a beer and to see what girls were there. The vibe in the place was way different today, there was only 3 other people there, where on Wednesday it was packed. There was some sort of big drama going on with all the strippers and eventually spilled out into the bar with damn bartender standing there loudly talking to one of the strippers about god knows what I wasn't paying attention, but everyone was pissed off including the girls.

I'm about ready to leave and a girl named "veronica" starts talking to me and we seem to hit it off, but she was majorly wasted. She gives me her facebook page which turns out to be her real facebook and this is incredibly stupid. If I was some kind of psychopath it would be all over, I know her address, she is tagging all the other girls that work there on things and now I know all their real names and could find out their addresses if I cared to search a little bit more on the internet. Just not safe, she's putting everyone else there at risk. I know that when a stripper gives you contact information its to get you to come back to the club 90% of the time. Don't get me wrong, I've pulled strippers in the past and even dated one for a couple years, but that is not the norm.

Fast forward and I decided to get a lap dance from Veronica and I stayed through 3 songs to see if she was holding out the good moves for multiple dances, but it never got any better at all so I cut the cord there. She first tried to argue lightly with me that it was 4 songs, but I told her straight up; I'm stone cold sober, this is not going to work, I know for a fact it was 3 and she played the ohh yeah you're right, my bad. Shortly after the place was closing, I went to use the bathroom real fast and when I walk out I'm met by Veronica who is telling me that I owe her 40 bucks because I never paid for my dances, and I owe her 60, but 40 is all she needs (okkk). Unreal I'm thinking I'm just going to walk away from her hot mess, then I look around the place all the lights are on, there's the bartender, another guy at the bar, and all the girls around, no management, no bouncer, I felt like I was about to get shot, and all of my stuff stolen. She would not let it go, and I pulled the 40 out of the atm and gave it to her. I felt so incredibly unsafe I couldn't get the hell out of there fast enough.