Saturday Afternoon Delight

I was headed south on I-95 last Saturday and stopped in Jacksonville to indulge myself in some fine female companionship at Wackos, and got just what I had hoped for. First off, many reviewers complain about the parking lot, which is shared by all the businesses at the shopping strip, but I’ve been here several times and have never had a problem finding a spot, perhaps because I’ve always made day visits. What I do dislike is the left turn off Emerson St.

It’s a busy road and I haven’t figured out the best way to enter the lot. I arrived around 3 P.M. and there was no doorman so I walked right in and straight to the bathroom to relieve myself. Much to my surprise there was a bathroom troll, Ugh. That john is too small for that bullshit. Next, I went to the bar and ordered a beer and got the 2 for $6 happy hour special. I took them to a table by the first stage and settled in to watch and tip the dancers. There were at least 20 and from my perspective, plenty of hotties to go around; disclaimer - I only saw most of them from a distance so there’s a possibility they weren’t all that great.

All the dancers who weren’t on stage seemed to be engaged with customers at tables and at the bar and I began to doubt if I would find anyone to satisfy my yearning for company since I wasn’t a regular. Not easily discouraged, I contented myself with my seat at stage one. One thing I like about the rotation at Wackos is the one song per stage format, which allows you to sit in a spot and watch a lot of dancers cycle through in a short period of time.