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Joined: Oct 2004
Location: San Francisco, Ca
Age: 41
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RE: LaGals Strip Club Review
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Review
| Date at Club: 05/31/2001 |
Customers per Dancer: No Comment |
Management: Horrible |
Overall Rating:  |
Mileage Expected: Serious Mileage |
Booking Delay: No Comment |
| Dancer Quality: No Comment |
Customers: No Comment |
| Fees: No Comment |
Dances per Customer: No Comment |
Selling dances: No Comment |
| Hiring Tips: Make sure the manager wears a condom... |
Additional Information
[font=Garamond][size=3][color=red][b]I worked in this club for an hour before I walked out.[/b][/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Garamond][size=3]This was several years ago and [b]in my neitivity I decided to try out here[/b]. I didn't know anything about the repuation of Market St. until this night. I had danced breifly on Broadway at a little hole in the wall called 'Cazbah' ( which has since been torn down and been rebuilt into a bar), and I wanted to see what else San Francisco had to offer.[/size][/font]
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[font=Garamond][size=3]After I walked in, the manager had me come into the office, closed the door, and [b]asked me to take my clothes off right there[/b]. Regardless of me being neive I realized that this wasn't cosher and told him that the senerio seemed a bit strange to me and "shouldn't I be trying out on stage"? He agreed and directed me to the back of the club where there was an unlit second stage in an empty room. As I danced around, a girl who already was working there walked in to talk to management. At which point the manager instructed her to go onto the stage with me and [b]suggested we have a girl on girl show[/b]. Yeah right!? I weasled my way out of that one and somehow got hired anyway. [/size][/font]
[font=Garamond][size=3]The manager gave me the tour of the dance rooms ( which came complete with [b]locking doors[/b], a [b]panic button[/b], [b]fogging windows[/b], an oddly large 'sitting/dance' area, and a [b]paper towel dispenser[/b]). Ok ok I should have known, but my benefit of the doubt policy was a bit overboard when I was younger. So I stuck around and decided to get to work. The place was eerily empty and had an odd vibe. I sat around and tried to case the place for a bit during which time I noticed that [b]none of the girls could dance to save their lives[/b]. Also [b]the only guy I saw tipping was tipping with change[/b]... also odd. Whithin my hour there, three guys said they wanted dances. All of them looked at me very confused and disappointed [b]when they found out that they weren't getting even as much as a hand job[/b]. [b]Each ended in the guy leaving before the dance even started[/b] or and money was even exchanged. In my dissapointment and frustration I went upstairs to the dressing room to have a cigarette. While I was up there I saw a girl takling to a girl who was using Listerine. She said to the girl [b]"Oh My God!! It's SO GOOD you rinse your mouth out afterwards!!".[/b] EWWWWWWW!!!! Ok Ok No more benefit of the doubt. I was done! I packed my bag and left. [/size][/font]
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[b][font=Garamond][size=3][color=red][u]Bottom Line:[/u][/color][/size][/font][/b]
[b][font=Garamond][size=3][color=red]If you want to whore yourself for money this is your place. If you are looking to just dance stay the hell away from this place![/color][/size][/font][/b]
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