Waiting it out

I've never been to a strip club before - but visiting Cedar Rapids, Iowa in the winter can change that rapidly. There's nothing to do. I was staying in a hotel just a few doors down from the dancer's ranch, and on my last night there, I decided, "fuck it," I'll go for it.

When I got there it was David Lynch-level weird. A "little person" was on the stage, there was hardly anybody there and it felt extremely sleazy. Just old dudes, some odd looking girls and me. It was a bit disheartening.

That's when I spot some cute African American ladies. They walk over and are very friendly. I got dances with both of them - took one vip - and now I'm a fan of strip clubs for life. Sometimes you're luck can turn on a dime if you just wait a bad night out.