Got a Case of the Mondays!

Arrived early afternoon to parking lot half full, pretty good odds considering it’s Monday. Also realized it’s the end of the month. I was thinking the chances of finding talented dancers was high. This time upon entering they required to scan my drivers license, according to “policy”. WTF?? Obliged but thought about saying F this, and carried on like a wayward son. For being 1:00 there was over a dozen dancers hanging out on their phones and only a handful of pathetic losers looking to score. On the surface everything was fitting to have a good time!

Got my usual draft beer,2 for 1= $6(apporximate)+ tip. Sorry, not sorry, it was my last drink. I hang at the bar and see a couple old timers chatting with their regulars. These veterans have been dancing for over 20 years, and I see who keeps them in business, but I never see them providing dances, ever! Plenty of seats on the floor, so I take one out in the open area, because the wall has no vacancy due to it being completely full of dancers on their phones. The only seat available is the one next to the bathroom and no way am I going to subject myself to a plethora of dancers and bathroom troll walking in and out nearly stepping on my toes. That’s the reason why it’s always empty. After I sat within minutes I get approached by Spanish speaking dancers who are on the larger size, average looks. After giving the Heisman I thought I’d be in luck with what appeared to be an English speaking provider, oops no, she was an imposter with died blonde hair and barely spoke broken English, another frickin Cuban! Just when you think there’s a possible match, they’re trying to fool you, and after I said no to “wanna dance” I’m glad because her ass was so flat….i think I’ll just move on. I did move on to the wall after one of the half dozen Cubans got up to make her rounds.

There were two attractive dancers in the club that gave me hope. One guy came in with his scrubs on, maybe directly from the hospital off his shift? He sat down and an attractive 20s something white girl sat in his lap immediately, and chatted up like old friends before vanishing to VIP. Another attractive white dancer with upgraded after market CCs was dancing on the floor with someone for the entire time I was there (1 hour). I surmised after my drink that anyone who has success here must be an established regular, or else be willing to lower their standards to pay for an out of shape Cuban. Me, I just walked out the door onto another club where I was hoping to find some service. Granted it was a Monday, but they had well over 15 dancers working and most of them could have been working on the app Duo-lingo, but I’m sure they were facebooking or viewing a telemundo clip. Hiliter, where have your standards gone? Used to be the best titty bar in Phoenix, yet faded intel’s not any more. I drove by Indian school and 7th street and saw the parking lot full, but didn’t partake before hitting BSC on Thomas, where a PL told me a story about bedding a Hiliter Cuban. SMH, not sure if I believe him, but he does have $$ to burn. Good for him.