You Got a Problem?
Tetradon
I'll act nicer if you'll act smarter.
I made my first strip club trip in 2001. It was my birthday and my friend promised me a lap dance, so I was like “sure, let’s check it out.” Instantly I was hooked. Conversing with beautiful, scantily-clad (or less) women over a beer, at a time when I was an awkward dork was the cat’s pajamas. I started going on my own, lying to friends about where I was, and even if I wasn’t breaking the bank, it took an unhealthy amount of real estate in my brain.
I got my first extras two years later. Now ranging farther for my strip club habit, I was in an Ontario strip club when a beautiful black French-Canadian dancer asked me if I wanted “a little fun.” I didn’t know what she meant until we got back there, and I nervously accepted a CBJ. It blew my mind, no pun intended. And so I kept going back.
For a few years, I used it to cover a shitty life. I worked a demanding job for a sociopath in a city I hated, wasn’t civvie dating, and needed something to forget. And now I had cash to spare. Eventually I left that job but still had the ingrained habit. I wouldn’t call myself an addict, but it was crowding out other areas of my life.
It wasn’t until a few years later that I figured out a proper strip club-life balance, but here’s how I did it.
(1) Ask yourself, “am I doing this to have a better time, or to dull the pain?” Just like with alcohol, you can enjoy it or abuse it. It’s still fun, but if it’s stopping you from confronting other problems in your life, refrain until you’ve faced them head on. You’ll feel a lot less guilt about it, too.
(2) If you are wondering whether or not you have a problem, you have a problem. Just like I tell women who ask “am I a slut?” Do you get defensive when a good friend brings it up? That says it’s time to take an extended break, or even seek out a therapist or addiction group.
(3) If dancers are your substitute for a social life, you have a problem. You’re a customer, not a boyfriend and definitely not their savior. I love strip clubbing, but no extras compare to have a girlfriend who actually cares about you and supports you.
If you aren’t civvie dating, make yourself more attractive and do so. Stop masturbating and drinking in excess. Lift weights three times a week and eat a healthy diet. Learn how to talk to women outside the club. Dress nice (well-fitting beats expensive any day). Dancers are professionals, but they’re women too, and will respond positively. Take classes, interview, and get a satisfying job. Never stop self-development.
(4) If you are violating your moral, ethical, or financial boundaries, you have a problem. I set a few of them: (a) No lap dances and definitely no extras when in a relationship. (b) Spend no more than what I bring in my wallet, don’t use the ATM and don’t get conned into more. (c) Never drive drunk, and apply rule 2 to that as well. (d) No lying to close friends about what I do there, because shame sucks. (e) Don’t frequent dancers who might be pimped or otherwise there against their will (including AMPs), and follow your instinct on this (a good rule of thumb, do they speak English?). (f) Don’t skip the gym or time with friends and family for it.
You don’t have to have the same boundaries, but don’t cross your own. You aren’t a slave to your dick. Be a man.
(5) If you feel shitty or ripped off when you leave too many times, you have a problem. It’s a sign of poor judgment or compulsiveness, and kills your self-esteem.
Now, after 19 years of strip clubbing, I love my job, I have friends and family I would die for (and vice versa), I love my other hobbies like the gym, gun range, and travel, I’ve gone from inexperienced to confident with women, and become a stronger and kinder person. Strip clubbing is just the icing on the cake.
I’ll leave it to the reader to decide where strip clubbing falls in their life. But all things in their due place.
Happy clubbing,
Tetradon
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I see some other readers besides myself picked up on judgmental, or otherwise value imposing passages. Narrative is lacking in specific personal, come to Jesus, epiphany moments that made you realize that your level of strip club involvement just wasn't worth it.
Such lack makes me wonder if you didn't just copy from some self help postings from somewhere. J Paul Getty told of his epiphany that led him to quit smoking. At the time he wanted some smokes badly, so he started walking in the rain to a drug store several blocks away from the hotel where he was staying. After an interval, he said this is silly, I'm not going to those lengths anymore for some smokes.
"Article" comes off not as helpful, but instead a belligerent, judgmental narrative with a "humble brag" at the end to make author feel better about himself.
If someone doesn't feel like their strip clubbing is out of control, the article isn't addressed to them. It's only "tough love" towards someone who was in my shoes years ago, is using it to escape a bad life and suffering cognitive dissonance.
You're right though, I glossed over the "come to Jesus" moment because there were several smaller ones rather than one large one:
* One was returning to a club after it got busted because some prick had stolen the passports of two girls and pimped them out against their will. Maybe there were others there, maybe not, but I went despite having that "what if" in my mind and felt dirty for it.
* One was skipping an important client dinner in Philadelphia on the pretext of a "stomach bug" so I could go SC-ing in a new city. Again, the lying, not the SC-ing.
* One was a nondescript day when I felt agitated at not being in an SC despite having spent my budget, so I withdrew more and went. Hence that boundary.
* One was purchasing and getting extras from a dancer who was obviously dead drunk and not into it. It was consensual, but I could tell she needed to get drunk to do it.
And that's just what comes to mind in five minutes.
The humblebrag was a humblebrag, but more a story of finding how they fit in my life. People write articles humblebragging about getting dirt-cheap extras or having some Penthouse Letters sexual experience, why not one about having found where SCs fit in their life?
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