I am not making any negative reference to the actual place or ownership.

I have been there twice and both times I feel like I was "processed"; like someone was "assigned" to me. Just a note to be a little cautious.

What night? What floor?  There is a big difference from the first to the 3rd.  Also, if you feel like they are assigned, ask to go to the bathroom and then relocate.  It happens at almost every titty bar so use the same strategy.  Divas can rock or be dead for sure.  Its been a long time but thats what I experienced a few years back and I am sure its still the same.  Don't give up...it can be a fun time.

I went there several years ago, when I was still relatievely new to the TS community. It was early, and the place had not really started jumping yet, but I sat at the bar and had a beer. It was not long before a beautiful red head sat next to me and ask me to buy her a drink. I was half way done with my beer when she sat down and she was ready for round 2 about the same time as me (you have to love a woman who can pound a beer). After our third beer she ask me if I wanted to go to her place. Needless to say it was a great night.

My only regret was that I hooked up too early and never got to see the club in full effect.

1st time- Fun, but suddenly I was being pulled away by someone new.

2nd time - I was trying to avoid more details because at the end of the day, it was my own damn fault. Over-served and on the wrong time zone.
Weeknight, 1st floor, out-of-town businessman on an expense acct. I may have even had my convention badge on (male tramp stamp at a bar). Staff buying me shots. Actually, I think I was buying them, but I was doing them with the staff. Very cool people.
A short time later, I was being taken to various ATM's and had my identity stolen by somebody I was in no way was attracted to.
Do not flame me. I take full responsibility and took the loss discreetly.  

I would feel guilty if I did not post a note saying "just, watch your back". Same thing happens to business people at strip clubs all the time. They assume you would rather absorb the loss instead of deal with the issue.

Again, I am not implicating the staff or the place, just the nature of the "hobby".

This is a phenomena that I absolutely HATE!. I have a certain "look" and there is a faction (not just at this place but everywhere I might be) that feel they have "dibs" on me, due to that look. If I do not cave in to their mindset and go along with their pre-planned agenda, then the "badmouth" begins to all the other potential girls I might actually be attracted to, in order to "cockblock"/avoid me. This is despite how well dressed or mannered I might be. I have learned this through actual experience...and am sick of it!.

Let me be brutal here, in my experienced view, it is all about who they feel have the "right" to get the ca$h out of (you) me, as if they have a constitutional  "right" to your hard earned $ is based on class/race/look, etc.  Well, the constitution has outlawed slavery, and I am NOT your dammed property or your ATM just due to an accident of birth. Those days are over, Baby...

I have previously taken the polite approach, trying to be friendly to everyone to avoid the "word of mouth/cockblock" syndrome. This has rarely worked in the real world, however. I have never been to Divas, but the opportunity will present itself this month. I have decided to change strategy for this next adventure...

"No more Mr. Nice Guy"

This does not mean that I will be rude, it is not my nature as a cultured gentleman. However, I will be forthright. I have decided it is better to leave alone than to be a victim to all the internal dramas and tracking that factions are participating in. Screw that. I know what I like and what I want, and again to continue the brutal theme, from what I've been seeing, not a lot of my type will be in the house to begin with, so if I get rejected by the type I prefer, it will be no big, at least I tried to go for it, no regrets.  If the girl is not my type and I say "no deal", it is nothing personal, I simply refuse to be manipulated any more, and will say so, instead of being a kissass simply because I have a balsa woody in my trousers. If I have to leave with it, so be it...

I am a realist, and have accepted the fact that for many, the only hard thing in your trousers they are interested in is: Your wallet...

I will report the outcome of this new approach if anyone is interested to hear about it.