Summertime Blues

Henry’s well described, but for the fish tank bottom feeders that wanna grow up to be trolls, here is a recap.

$5 entry (day). Small stage, not normally used during day in front of you. Smaller stage in middle at end of bar, sometimes used on a busier day, but haven’t seen that happen for a while. Main stage, always used, to right as you enter. You will smell like an ashtray just being in proximity of the building, worse if you enter. Bathrooms, they have them. Most even have levers that flush, but there are no instructions so they often smell like an outhouse, but overall on par with a dingy gas station in middle of nowhere. Lap dance booths are basically a 2x6 bench mounted to wall. If you don’t know how to sit straight, you will learn. Basically these are one of the most uncomfortable places to sit in the nation. End of recap.

$7 drink (soda). Girls were few and no two alike. Skinny, plump, older, messed up chick, and a wanna be diva. The girl, didn’t get name, who would be a Henry’s 12 on scale of 10 tried me first. F’ing clueless on conversation. Asked me same question more than once and didn’t listen to answers. Easy to tell she had no interest in me but she also knew she had no comp in club at that time on looks. Quote $40 per song for lap dance, $500 for full fun. I smiled and politely passed saying I wasn’t prepared to spend that much today, and certainly not in that lap dance area. She dropped to $200. I asked about OTC, she quoted $1000. Buh bye. Next girl was the one with some extra meat, but wore it well. Good personality and quoted $120 for fun, but I wasn’t feeling it. Next girl came and I couldn’t understand a damn word she tried to slur. Sent her away. I went to ask about Cassie and was told they didn’t know when or if she would come in but usually 3-4 if she does. I was already past 3 pm time, called it a day and took pass to Bogies.