Clip-joints, scams, rip-offs
Clip-joint: noun (slang) 1. a bar or restaurant charging outrageously high prices while failing to deliver promised services; 2. an establishment to which a Las Vegas taxi driver wishes to take you for the purpose of having a good time.
Clip-joints thrive in the shadow of the resort corridor known as The Strip. This is a thread for outing them and all the other cheesy devices for separating men from their assets that made this town what it is. One of the most infamous is the "Can Can Room" but there are so many that it is hard to keep up with them, and what so many have in common is that they rely on a unique species of local reptile known as a Vegas taxi driver to procure most of their business [PsyberZombie, I believe that would be your cue to enter from stage left] because, to put it politely, they don't rely on repeat business. There are tens of thousands of fresh pigeons flying in every day, and as long as the drivers are in their pocket they can empty your wallet and toss you out with yesterdays trash if you do not protect yourself and your property from them.
Time to Switch to De·Caf , Dude !!
WebCams does not suffer being ripped off in Clip Joints lightly =
[QUOTE=Webcams]In the end crazy mongers don't go for this game and wait for them to close then vandalize the shit out of the place, they pump Krazy Glue into all there locks, bust windows and spray paint derogatory comments onto the walls, they stuff toilets full of paper and other materials stuffing them up so bad they need a plummer, I have even heard of guys finding the electrical, phone, and gas panels and shutting them off as well as the water. In the end if you run a scam it will bite you in the ass. Here's to hoping they piss off the wrong guy, Cheers.[/QUOTE]
Why not just Torch the place and be done with it ??
Any·wayz , I would strongly advise that you NOT let a cab driver recommend a Las Vegas Club to ya , W•C
[ Read Post # 9 below to see why ]
another view of the Green Door
Brief excerpts from the August 6 edition of Las Vegas City Life:
Big Bang Theory
Reluctant wives, horny accountants and leather slaves: A Green Door memoir
BY SKYLAIRE ALFVEGREN
"Are you in the lifestyle?" he asked.
It was dark, too dark to make out anything past the outline of a sweaty, hulking, recently waxed chest. I gingerly positioned my pint of Jim Beam behind a six pack of O'Douls under the bar and looked up at "The Accountant." An accountant naked but for the threadbare white towel slung around his hips. The first time I met "The Accountant" while slinging Cokes in the back bar of the Green Door, the house lights were so low you could've skinned a cat and no one would've noticed. But it's always like that: The place is dark because people are more apt to get naked when the lights are out. I conversed with "The Accountant" for a half-hour before my eyes adjusted and I realized he'd been masturbating the whole time.
Three months earlier, "lifestyle" was a word I associated with marketing companies, a repulsive buzzword found in sentences alongside "'tweener" "extreme" and "vertical branding."
But from January to March, I ran the café attached to the Green Door, the self-proclaimed "best kept secret" in Las Vegas. For me, the term "lifestyle" took on a whole new meaning. (Employees were told to refer to it as a "lifestyle" club rather than a swinger's club, "lifestyle" being a discreet and apparently more sophisticated way of saying you swing.)
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Owned and operated by a journeyman plumber, the Green Door is one of many so-called adult social clubs in the Vegas Valley, most of which are crowded together on a grimy strip mall in the Commercial Center off Sahara Avenue, sharing a sidewalk with the Gay and Lesbian center, a pool hall, a handful of ethnic restaurants and the city's best tranny bar.
It's the most popular club of its kind in Las Vegas. Once owned by Las Vegas sex king Terry Gordon, The Green Door is no longer a "clip joint," where girls are hired to lure patrons in with the promise of nookie, only to disappear after the rube had paid his admission.
Joseph Cavaretta has owned The Green Door since 1998, running a relatively tight and, by all accounts, legal establishment. The dozen or so permits Cavaretta pays for to keep the place open are posted at the club's entrance, alongside signs prohibiting alcohol and prostitution. Patrons are sometimes searched if they're suspected of smuggling in booze or illicit substances.
The Green Door has its competition: the Red Rooster, a private residence off Tropicana Avenue that hosts barely-private parties, and features weekend orgies which draw hundreds of people. Guests get access by "renting" a locker at the adjacent storage facility, and can bring their own liquor. Plush, an upscale floating Lifestyle party -- or "glittering hedonistic pleasure dome," as the married couple who hosts it likes to refer to it -- ran a night at the House of Blues before taking up a Saturday night residence at Sapphire's Gentleman's Club.
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Complete article, with a few interior photos of "The Dungeon" and the "Adult Playground Room" available on-line at:
[url]http://www.lvcitylife.com/articles/2005/08/06/cover_story/cover.txt[/url]
Re : another view of the Green Door
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Complete article, with a few interior photos of "The Dungeon" and the "Adult Playground Room" available on-line at:
[url]http://www.lvcitylife.com/articles/2005/08/06/cover_story/cover.txt[/url][/QUOTE]
Great article , Wastrel , although I dis·agree with one thing the author states :
[quote][i] " When working the "cage," employees are told to ask for a driver's license for two reasons. Number one, prostitutes are unlikely to carry identification, and even though the place doesn't serve alcohol, minors aren't allowed, although no Traci Lords wannabes ever came in on my watch. " [/quote][/i]
In fact , most SWs and other Hookers DO carry I.D. , for one very good reason =
If they're ever stopped by LE for [u]any[/u] reason , and can't produce a legit photo I.D. , they're guaranteed to be 'detained' so that a run of their prints can be done through the NCIC data·base , down at HQ
With an I.D. , there's a good chance that a random encounter with LE will end with them walking away ; but with·out it , the rest of their 'shift' is ruined , at best
So these girls almost always carry it ; they just usually refuse to show it to us Mongers
my Green Door verdict: spendy & peculiar kind of hangout but not a clip joint
"Clip-joint, noun (slang) 1. a bar or restaurant charging outrageously high prices while failing to deliver promised services."
I looked into the place myself, and I found that the Green Door meets only the first half of that definition. The price to get in (at least forty bucks) was higher than I'd want to pay, but on my tour of the joint nobody promised or implied or hinted at selling me any other special services, so in my opinion it would be unfair to label it a clip joint, since what you see is just what you get, like it or leave it alone.
"Clip-joint, noun (slang) 2. an establishment to which a Las Vegas taxi driver wishes to take you for the purpose of having a good time (in USASG)."
And I didn't see a single cabbie coming, going, or waiting. A good sign. So I'll put the rest of the account of my Green tour over on the "General Reports" thread.
Sensations Rip off Joint of the year.
Okay guys. I thought we learned our lesson from previous posts. Do not ever go into sensations. 100% pure clip joint. The place is a rip off. And I can't wait for someone to get pissed and burn the place down or something to that extent. Luckyily I'm a big guy and don't put up with bullshit and the stupid people at the door means nothing to me. And I got my damn $140 back. Don't ever go to Sensations, Can Can Room, Green Door, and any other small joints. All Rip Offs.
Stick to strip joints and the casino girls, and please stay away from agencies as well. Go to craigs list find a independt provider. It's not that difficult these days guys.
Late
And happy hunting.
my favorite subject: don't listen to a Vegas cabbie when his lips move
[SIZE=4]TIP TROUBLE: Do clubs get taken for ride?
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[B]Owners say cabbies force them to pay for patrons [/B]
[I]While strippers inside Las Vegas Valley clubs collect G-strings full of dollar bills from customers, club owners say they're being fleeced by the cabbies who deliver those patrons.
Club owners have lodged several complaints with Clark County, saying they are forced to pay cabdrivers outrageous amounts of cash to bring patrons to their doorsteps.
The payout? Seventy dollars per head, according to some club operators.
If owners don't pay up, taxi drivers stage a boycott of their business by diverting customers to the clubs that do tip, the owners say.
The operator of one of the valley's strip clubs said she paid cabbies $1.4 million in tips during the month of September alone. Two club owners interviewed for this story declined to be named, fearing retaliation from the cab industry.[/I]
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[I]The strip club owners said that when passengers ask to be taken to a particular establishment, the driver will sometimes tell them that place burned down or that it's filthy.
"These are not isolated incidents," said the club owner. "This goes on all the time, every day and every night."[/I]
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[url]http://www.reviewjournal.com/lvrj_home/2005/Oct-29-Sat-2005/news/4058257.html[/url]
Note: The clubs complaining are the one's you DO want to find. Clip joints love this system; they created it, and it's their lifeblood, since repeat customers are not part of their business plan.
The Green Door club , not a scam club !
Hey everyone , I just wanted to let you all know that The Green Door club is a legit sex/swing club and not a clip joint.
This place used to be a scam years ago , but the GD has changed alot and now has a good crowd especially on the weekends.
There are alot of hot couples and some good looking females who go there to play and they are very strict about girls going into work guys for money, they dont allow or tolorate it.
I just want it to be known that The Green Door club is a clean and safe place to play, and the past problems of this club are gone.
fleeced at the Can Can and got this cool t-shirt
[QUOTE=GA Boy]...a rite of passage, I think.[/QUOTE]Point well taken. Some folks do enjoy getting their wallet vacuumed out by one variety or another of highly skilled money extraction professionals in Vegas, and wear it as a badge of honor. If they want to consider it worth the cost to have a story to tell the guys on the block back in Poughkeepsie or wherever, so be it. I tend to forget this, but I shouldn't, since after all, the town was built on creative devices for efficiently separating wide eyed wonders from their cash, and making them like it. So long as they have a reasonable opportunity to get the information needed to make their own informed decision, if they choose.