Sunday Night Dud

I stopped by Fantasies around 10pm on a recent Sunday night despite knowing that Sundays are almost always the worst time to visit a gentleman's club and that turned out to be the case here. I took a seat at the bar and one of the two very heavily tatted up barmaids (ugh) came over and took my order for a bottled water. She was far from overly personable, but I really didn't care all that much.

There were exactly 5 other customers in the place at the time, and 3 of them were hanging out with 3 of the dancers, none of whom appeared to be better than a 5 or 6 in my estimation so I wasn't heartbroken that they never got off the bar stools and came over or got on stage. There were 3 other girls working at the time and it was basically the same thing with me not being even mildly impressed with any of them. After I had been in there for just about half an hour, one of the girls came over and wanted to sit with me but I just did not want to be bothered so I said good-night and left.

This place has always been hit or miss from my experience, and this visit was definitely a direct miss. Even though I did not partake in any private dances this time around, the last time I was here about 5 or 6 months ago, each lap dance was priced at $25 for one "song"...unfortunately, when the length of a song is left to the discretion of the dancer the total time that amounts to varies by quite a bit.