Your Experience May Differ
I stopped by Just Enuff on a Wednesday night about 10:30pm. I haven’t been to this club in at least 8 years, and my memories of this place were mediocre at best.
Anyway, after squeezing my car in between 2 pickup trucks at least 50 yards down the street, I paid $10 to get in by a guy who looks like he’s miserable at the door.
This is a very small club that looks like it’s a poorly renovated basement at an older home, plastered with mirrors everywhere.
There were at least 9 dancers there, 5 white, 2 black and 2 Latinas. None were better than a 7 in the face, and they were all very thin or overweight, in their 20s to mid 30s. I bought a beer at the bar, and I was immediately jumped on by the dollar parade.
I met and talked to 5 dancers, whom I tipped $2 apiece. None of them inspired me to do more than just tip.
The last dancer, a white girl full of tats, I could catch her name because the music was blasting, I think it was Gia or Gina perhaps? Anyway she told me of the options available where you go to the second floor, and you have a choice of a couch dance in a room with no doors, or using a couch in an open area, neither of which appealed to me.
I left in less than an hour. Overall, I can say that if I was attracted to the dancers, I might have opted for a couch dance. All of the dancers were polite, but I just wasn’t motivated to action.
Try it out for yourself, there may be different dancers. For me, if there were, I would’ve had a different story.
