Too much apathy

I arrived at 8:45. There was the usual pat-down. I was the first customer. No admission fee, but it was $5 for an apple ale. Parking is on the street outside, and there are plenty of spaces. The interior is fairly large with a long bar down the middle that seats two dozen. There are two stages, only one of which usually gets used. There is a private, secluded separate area in back with two rooms for private dances ranging from $40 and up. It is moderately dark inside. The music played is urban. Rest room is adequate.

Although opening time is 8:00, no music was played and no dancers were dancing on stage until almost 9:45. So I just watched the TV news and waited a while. There were a total of 3 dancers and about 4 customers--not very good for a Saturday night! Dancers were just moderately attractive: Phoenix (was the slimmest), Delicious, and one other. Phoenix has danced before at Vegas Gentleman's Club and Show Palace. Phoenix sat with me a while at the bar talked with me, and danced on me, but when a white, regular patron of hers whom she called a 'friend' walked in, she went to him and spent the rest of the time with him.

The stage was most often vacant with only intermittent dance performances. Most of the time, the 3 dancers were engrossed in their phones, or to a lesser extent, gravitated toward customers who seemed to be regulars. Dancers moved lethargically, didn't bother to get topless on the stage, and didn't seem to eager to get tipped even when they were on the stage and I was stage-side. Customers hardly bothered going up to the stage.