There is no doubt and F-orget him
[QUOTE=Two Nutts;1188218]Wasn't that you accross from me at hooters last time I was in town? I must not have been good company. I bet FF would have rememberd. I know cause he keeps reminding me that he wasn't included.[/QUOTE]But actually that was the time before the last you were here. Not that any one here besides me is getting old or anything- of course you are the young tyke to some of us.
Sorry if this is old news. Here is a head line I found from two weeks ago.
Rick's Cabaret International, Inc. Completes Purchase of Gentlemen's Club in Indianapolis PR Newswire HOUSTON, April 25, 2011.
HOUSTON.
April 25, 2011.
/PRNewswire/— Rick's Cabaret International, Inc. (NASDAQ: RICK) , the leading group of upscale gentlemen's clubs, has purchased through a subsidiary all assets of The Gold Club, an adult nightclub in the.
Indiana capital. Total cost of the acquisition, including the real estate, was $1, 675, 000.
'We are eager to bring the famous Rick's Cabaret style of hospitality and entertainment excellence to Indianapolis, where next year's Super Bowl will be held, ' said Eric Langan, president of the group. 'We plan to add other clubs in the Midwest that will give us clustering efficiencies in marketing, purchasing power and use of management. '
The newly acquired club is located about three miles from the world famous Indianapolis Speedway at 3551 Lafayette Road near Lafayette Square, just off Interstate Highway I-65. The club has a VIP Champagne Room and has been a popular venue for bachelor and group parties.
I owe my soul to the company store.
Here is a thought, your on the renovation crew that is reoworking the club. How do you concentrate? How do you do your best work with so many distractions. Do you intentionally slow down the pace to prolong the best job of the year?
Then when pay day rolls around, how do you keep your salary?
Kelly (of Lenny's Gentlemen's Club). Ripoff alert!
Sometimes in life things happen so fast you don't realize what's happening until it's over. Please read the following cautionary (and hopefully entertaining) tale ("Freckle Freak" if you're reading pay extra special attention!) :
Kelly is a red-haired, freckled dancer. 44 years old, from Lenny's Gentleman's Club. Stay away from her! Back in February 2011 I got a lap dance from her at Lenny's and I gave her my cell #. After my lap dance Kelly was finished with her shift and left the club, then a bouncer kicked me out of the club for not tipping the girls enough!
I have gotten lap dances on and off from Kelly's sister Tammy, so I know her pretty well (she has supposedly quit stripping for a more respectable job) , and Tammy is actually quite nice (even wholesome according to a Lenny's waitress. But I think I had only met Kelly once before February, In April 2011 Kelly calls me on a Saturday night and asks to meet me somewhere (right when she called I was in a gas station parking lot and actually found a HAMILTON on the ground so I mistakenly thought it was my lucky night!).
I met Kelly in a church parking lot near her house on the eastside. Kelly told me she had been suspended from Lenny's for fighting with another dancer (that should have been a red flag but it wasn't). We had dinner and a nice conversation then I took her home (we had only spent about an hour together).
Then the next Saturday Kelly calls me again and I pick her up outside her house. She says she wants to go to a motel and asks me for a Franklin in advance (which I foolishly handed to her) , claiming she couldn't afford groceries (she said "you know where I live so you know I'm not ripping you off"). I still thought she was nice like her sister Tammy so I fell for it. What should have really tipped off was we drove to a no-tell and I offered to pay for a room and Kelly said "no, this motel is too expensive, my daughter works in another motel and can get us a discount." But Kelly said her daughter wouldn't be at work at her motel until the next day (a Sunday). So I take Kelly home again, having received absolutely no services from her.
Sunday I pick Kelly up and we go to the motel where her "daughter works." Kelly claims if we give her daughter cash in front of the video camera we will get it refunded later. I pull up to the motel office and Kelly tells me to stay in the car. Kelly talks to a woman on a picnic table outside the office. Kelly gets back in my car and chews me out for wacthing her talk to the woman on the picnic table. This should have raised SEVERAL red flags but it didn't, my weakness for redheads prevailing (are you still listening "Freckle Freak"?). Kelly claimed that her daughter's fussy boss wouldn't "go on vacation" until the following Tuesday, so we would have to wait until then.
Tuesday night I go to Kelly's and stupidly hand her 3 Hamiltons and a Lincoln for the motel room. Now Kelly has a new story; she claims we can't go to "her daughter's motel" so she talks the cash to a NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE because the neighbor "is going to put use her credit card to get us a room at another motel". Okay, my scam radar should have been pinging like mad but it wasn't. What should have really tipped me off was she comes out of her neighbor's house and says "the motel made a mistake and reserved us for tomorrow night."
I still haven't figured Kelly's con game yet so I picked her up again Wednesday. A good con artist know you have to give the "mark" (in this case ME) a token (but not everything they promised) to keep the mark interested. So Kelly lets me do a little heavy petting IN MY CAR, not the motel room she was dangling in front of me like a carrot on a stick (and of course making out in my car costs her NOTHING, unlike the elusive motel room!).
Well her little token worked it's magic because I pick her up again, and now she asks me to drive her to a pharmacy and pay for her prescription. Which only costs me a few dollars but again the mysterious motel room failed to materialize, and worse there was NO heavy petting in my car that night.
I haven't mentioned yet that by this point Kelly had been calling me SEVERAL times a day. Unfortunately a relative happened to pick up the phone for one of those calls, and Kelly left a very detailed and embarrassing message to be relayed to me. So I told Kelly to only speak to me. A few days after the drug store trip I showed up at Kelly's house to pick her up. I open the car door for her and she REFUSES TO GET IN. Kelly claims that when I asked her not to speak to my relative I'm "complaining too much" so she has the audacity to be angry at me (on several other occasions she had yelled at me in the car, which should have scared me off). That was the last straw for me! Also a few days later I spoke to a former Lenny's on the phone who told me the obvious truth: "Kelly is a con artist, stay away from her".
Kelly isn't looking to "keep the customer happy," she's looking for an ATM on wheels. And a chauffeur. One one of our excursions SEVERAL of Kelly's relatives piled into my car and she had me drop each one of them off at a different destination (and sometimes wait a half hour or so while various things went on at these places, but unlike a taxi driver I couldn't charge Kelly for waiting). Yes, you Senior Members have told me not to give rides to providers or their associates (make me sit on stool in the corner but at least give me a dunce cap made out of panty hose instead of cloth!). Along the way Kelly would also "nickel and dime" me for cigarettes, babysitter money, a fast food meal, etc.
I like to think I'm somewhat of an expert on con games. I've seen dozens of episodes of "Mission: Impossible," "The Rockford Files," "Switch," "It Takes A Thief," "Maverick," etc. I've read and re-read numerous books on hoaxes, carnival games, and famous flim-flammers. I used to work as a mystery shopper so I've even done a little conning of my own. For one such assignment I forgot to get a vital piece of information during my visit, so on the following day I finessed the info out of the "mark" at the very end of a lengthy and mostly irrelevant phone call! But even a "grifter" aficionado like me occasionally gets "taken"!
I'll have to admit that until the end I enjoyed Kelly's speeding roller coaster of mind games. Kelly's charms, physical and emotional, are considerable, and she sure had me begging to stay on her wild ride (and I mean that in a metaphorical, not physical, sense). But would I purchase another ticket for the "Kelly-A'Whirl"? No!!!
As providers go Kelly ranks among the worst; she is what is called in the vernacular a "dry hustler". Kelly called me again last Friday (I'm thinking of changing my #) but I had already experienced the BEST (see my review "Blaire - Amazing Beyond Belief" in "Escort Reports) so of course I didn't go.
The story I have just told you is true. I swear it on a stack of "Silk 'N Lace" free passes. How could I concoct such a crazy yarn? Avoid Kelly at all costs! Senior Members can PM for her digits just to be sure you're staying away from her.