I am at Fillmore in Charlotte… I’ve only been here for 5 minutes and I do not like it! First off I couldn’t bring my purse inside because it was too big! If your purse is bigger than a phone than you can’t bring it in. No that’s not true… you can pay $5.00 to leave it with two random people, that simply hang it on a rack behind them! Yes their backs were turned and any crazy person can hope that fence and do a grab and run. Dude I try not to use profane language in my post but I am finding it hard y’all. Oh, yeah you can also pay $8.00 to empty the contents of your bag into a clear plastic bag. Let’s examine that, so everyone in the club can see that I’m on my period because I have a purse full of pads! Not only can we not control our bodies anymore but now we have to notify the world of every thing that goes on with our bodies!?!? I guess I’m supposed to walk around with my credit cards, cigarettes, phone, and pads in my pocket while I’m at the club trying to have fun. SUPER BIG FUCKING WOW. It doesn’t tell you this on the website. I didn’t even drive. My homeboy had to take my purse to the car. Wow… But this shit is lit! Just not my type of crowd. It’s more 30 ur olds than anything, a few people in the 40s like me but few and far between. I ran into my little cousin on my out so I know for sure that is not place for me. I don’t know if it was the Fillmore’s rules concerning the purses or the people hosting the Grits & Biscuits event but that just got under my skin. I’m like Lionel and his blanket in the cartoon Peanuts, I can not be without my purse!
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