Apathy, thy name is Industrial Strip. Yes, it was early at about 7:30 PM. Yes, I look like a Baptist Preacher wannabe. But I had cash in my pocket and was ready to spend it. I tipped the waitress and tried to talk to a dancer who wanted to be anywhere but the Strip.
I have learned that if the dancers are miserable that I will not have a good time no matter how much they fake it. There were girls practicing as if they were new and unenthused on the stage. The music was generic. Everyone was lifeless. I ordered a drink and wondered which eyedropper they had measured it with. This used to be a premier club for the region. Now, it is lifeless.
I admit that I am not trying to have an O every time I go. I like to have a time where everyone leaves happy even if I am not making it rain. :) I go early because I have a hundred or two to spend, but most places have dancers that are happy to see those who are there early and are willing to spend because they have to be there anyway. I felt like I was interrupting their nap.
