A walk on the tame side

Fantasia is usually the last stop of the evening on my way home but decided to reverse course Thursday, and made it the first stop. Big mistake!

Arrive mid afternoon which can be hit or miss but I’ve had more good times than not doing this time. Pulled into the parking lot and it was surprisingly full. I was a bit tired from bar hopping the previous night but with great enthusiasm walked in and immediately it was like a kick in the balls. The ratio of woman to men was at least 8-1.

I grabbed a $4 import sit at the bar to survey the scene while signing in. There were two ladies sitting with me customers, one an mid to late 30’s a littler thicker than I like but not bad for days there. The second was a heavier set early to mid 20’s white girl with blue hair. They were not dancing just sitting around playing depressing music on the juke box. After the 8 minute version of purple rain, it must have been written on my face the displeasure with the place as the bartender said the other ladies were just coming down from upstairs dancing. As more PLs walked in, the sausage party was too much.