Won’t Visit Again

I was never a patron of the old Sugar Shack, so I guess I don’t know the ropes very well. But I’ve been to this place twice and both times I had an incredibly weird experience.

First of all, this isn’t a strop club. There are multiple stages with poles but you will never see a “dancer” on those stages. If a “dancer” doesn’t come up to you right away, they are generally sitting around looking depressed.

The first time I came here I met a very nice dancer. I’m not one to spend $200 on something when I don’t know what I’m getting (which I’ve come to understand is basically your only option here), so I asked for a lap dance with the understanding that if I liked it I would buy more. Sure enough, the dances were good and I was very much enjoying myself. But in the middle of the third song, TWO other girls barge in, one visibly upset. She starts yelling at the dancer for some fucking reason (maybe we were in the wrong room?) and kicks her out. She then proceeded to come in and try to up sell me to a private show (she literally grabbed my wallet to see how much I had), with the assurance that I could jerk off while she pretended to watch. I said no thank you and left.