I Felt Like The Invisible Man

Late on a Thursday, I walked in and the doorman checked my ID and charged me $7. The place is small. One small stage, about 20 or 30 standard strip club tables squeezed in. I sat at a table between the stage and the bar.

After about 5 minutes no one had come to offer me a drink so I went to the bar, about 8 feet behind me, and got one. The place was fairly busy for a week night. Mostly college students.

I watched several cute girls get up and dance on stage. Some showed their tits, some didn't. None of them approached me for a private dance.

After about half an hour I moved to stage side for one rather good looking dancer who ignored me until her set was over. I have her a handful of singles and went back to my table. She walked to the dressing room. I thought she would freshen up a bit then come and see me, or at least make the rounds. Nope. She came out and sat down with one of the other girls.

After being ignored for an hour I left. The only people who talked to me were the doorman and one drunk college boy. I think I saw one guy get a private dance while I was there. I don't know how these girls make any money. They sure didn't get any from me.