Ugly Morgue

I went back to oasis after a long hiatus. There was no cover at the door and I just walked right in to the club. There was one bartender on duty who seem to be going through some type of personal crisis as she seemed almost angry and took forever to come over to me for me to order a very weak drink.

There were perhaps six dancers working, however four of them stayed in the corner of the bar glued to their smart phones.

The other two who appeared to try to work were both skinny, haggard, and no sexy bodies to speak of at all. Needless to say that I was bored out of my mind, and left within 30 minutes. The club remains dated looking with a slight smell of dirty feet and liquor. I didn’t partake of any dancers going into the back, as I knew a good time was not to be had.

Perhaps I went on the wrong date or time, but it was not satisfying even on a bare minimum level.