Right Place, Wrong Time

The performers were generally hospitable and pleasant, as much as one can feign it at least. On the stage some performers didn't disrobe fully or at all, I suppose predicated on spectators persistent [, expected] tipping. The stage was empty from time to time for a few minutes or the stage was occupied by performers in training, honing their skills I suppose., It was a Monday and I was often the only patron in the whole facility so that's not unreasonable or unwarranted, just an observation. They leverage some technology in the private performance matrix, where the private performances are timed. Not timed by songs but by a digital clock. The lowest teir private performance is claimed to be three (then six, nine, thirty and sixty) minutes but the timer clearly displays 120 seconds once their tag is scanned, which if my math serves me well is only two minutes. General appearance of cleanliness in the well lit areas. The mens bathroom has a potent urine aroma but that's the patrons fault for poor aim or lack of caring I presume. No alcohol is served but I think that's regulation for locale. They advertise daily specials and a happy hour but with no booze, what could it have been? Got pretty frustrated expecting something good to come out of this trip here during this time but I digress. My faulty decision making. Will try again.