Last weekend brought with it my very first strip club experience. Mind you, my first experience was at a gay strip club (figures).
Now, there's a reason I've never been to a strip club. I don't give a damn. Sweet, you're hot, or just have enough nerve to get practically naked in front of people. I'm not sure why I should pay you for this behavior. I don't get it. And, I'll be honest, it makes me sort of uncomfortable. I'm not a big fan of attention from people who are only looking at me because they think I might give them money. It makes me feel like a loser. "Here, I'll give you this money if you pay attention to me!" And I know, they're performing or whatever and that's why they get tips. But, this isn't how it operates in my mind.
Also, I am perfectly OK with my sexuality, and am pretty sure that if I wanted to see someone naked, I wouldn't have to work too hard to get some guy somewhere to take off his clothes for me, or girl for that matter. Best part of that situation is, it's free!
What did I do at the strip club? Had a free drink, and made conversation with the strippers. Laughed, made jokes, found commonalities we had, and never paid them a dime. Also, too many of them were skinny white boys. I've had enough of those in my life :)
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