I recently had to go to two topless bars in Vegas for the same reason: to escort women. Many topless clubs in Vegas will not admit women who are not accompanied by a male. I do not know how that can be legal? But it is widely practiced by a number of clubs. The great fear from the clubs that have this rule is that these women are either jealous wives or, more likely, hookers looking to work the customers. Though free to refuse, dancers tend to be perfectly willing to give women dances -- less grabby, easier work -- and so the preference of the strippers isn't really an issue.Anyway, the first club I was at for this errand was Club Paradise, located across from the Hard Rock. Club Paradise turned out be an exception: Women guests are welcome. But I had forgotten my driver's license. So, despite being 41, I was not allowed inside after a manager was called to the door. He apologized but explained the rules are what they are. I did not think to offer him cash. Maybe that was a mistake.
Two nights ago, I drove a stripper friend and her mom to the Spearmint Rhino so she could show her mom the work she does. Sadly, I was asked not to write about that part.
But at the Spearmint Rhino, a man with a large party in front of us in line also lacked identification. I am not prepared to say he wasn't 21, but he was younger than I am. Unlike me, he was able to workout something -- Vegas style -- with the doorman.
"One thing, buddy," the doorman said. "Cash only in the club. I don't want you using your credit card." The man at once agreed, and the doorman smiled (by then he was aware the customer had cash).
"One thing, buddy," the doorman said. "Cash only in the club. I don't want you using your credit card." The man at once agreed, and the doorman smiled (by then he was aware the customer had cash).
I am always amazed at how flexible cash can make some rules.
Photo: Sarah Gerke
