Open on a Sunday afternoon, not much else going for it

I had a trip to Florida planned and though it would involve a 75 minute drive, I had an opportunity to check out some Tampa clubs. My scenario was not ideal as I thought I’d only have a Monday night to club. I enlisted the help of some of the guys with local knowledge, warrior15, pistola and doc evil. While we differ often in the shit show that is the politics forum, all of these guys pm’ed me back quickly and with very lengthy and substantive intel. We have in common that we’re all just life support systems for our dicks at the end of day. Thanks fellas. 👍🏼

So how did I end up at Emperor’s on a Sunday mid afternoon? It wasn’t by following any of their advice. I wasn’t planning to club on Sunday but finished work earlier than expected and had a couple hours to kill before dinner. I needed to get away from where I might run into work colleagues and went past penthouse and dollhouse, but both were closed. Warrior had warned me Sunday afternoons would be really slow and it was a beautiful day outside. I planned to hit Clearwater the next night, so instead took a ride up to Gold Club as I’d read a couple decent reviews. I walked in there and saw 4 biker dudes and one dancer so that was a pass. As it happened, I saw Emperor’s down the street and headed over there.

I parked in front, sidestepped some day or days old vomit and a mashed up cigar in the parking lot and went inside. The club is a pretty decent size and looks like a big cube with the bar running the length of one wall opposite a stage. There was a booth with a dj cranking songs and hyping up the show like he was Pauly D at the shore with concert size crowds. There were 4 dancers and 3 other customers so it was a bit disorienting with Pauly doing fist pumps for the blah crowd. The bartender was pretty hot in a fake blonde, slutty, skinny kinda way. She was also the only girl in the place who was under 30.