Juvenile Not Jaded

For context, I’m a happily married man, who has a beautiful wife and we have an active and healthy sex life. I say all this not as a sweet brag but to remind us all that the strip club can meet a different need than your everyday life routines can provide. One of the obvious needs the club meets is an escape. Often I think we think of escape within the context of “from” something instead of “to” something. I don’t have trauma I’m trying to block out or an unhappy life I’m trying to avoid. Rather, when I’m at the club, I’m trying to escape to my youthful juvenile self, because it gives me the chance to pause responsibilities, obligations, expectations so I can simply enjoy life. Too much of this would slow down what I’m trying to build, but just enough gives me rest to refocus and keep on keeping on. Now this escape to juvenile things can take place in a lot of ways: ordering a pizza for delivery, ripping a pack of sports cards, playing Madden 2004 on my Nintendo GameCube but there’s something extra powerful in being able to gawk at sexy women who want to flirt and be naughty with you. As a teenage boy, it was what I wanted and now I can have it again. The beauty is the strip club is transactional, there’s no commitment and I don’t have to get in a relationship with any of them, because frankly I would be stressed out of my mind if that was the case. Also, I love my wife and wouldn’t want to give up what we have. So when I’m at the club, I channel my 18 year old self. I channel the feelings I had walking into my first club, when I had my first lap dance, and all the girls I undressed with eyes, and enjoy the fact that new women are undressing in front of me now in real life: Hot take but I actually love when there are some young guys at the club, who are horny AF and have no clue what they are doing, it makes my experience that much better. To see a guy getting a lap dance and just grabbing handfuls of ass makes me happy because I know how happy he is in that moment. And to change the vibe, when a jaded old crusty club veteran gets on their ego, it completely ruins the vibe for me. Now I know the readers of this article are more than likely experienced club era so I want to offer you, whoever you are, a chance to self-reflect and see if there’s a better way of doing things than the methods you have got stuck in. #1 If you’re not having fun at the club, leave. If the music is too loud, if you’re being hassled for a tip, if none of the chicks are your type- Just leave. Stop complaining and show some inter-fortitude to control what you can control and be the type of person you want to be. Be Juvenile, not jaded. #2 If a moment reminds you of your youth, invest in it! If the stripper looks like your first crush, pay what she’s asking for as much as is within your budget. If the song you lost your virginity comes on, get a MFing lap dance. Order the overly sugary mixed drink you had at your first college party, and don’t worry about the calorie count. Be Juvenile, not jaded. #3 Realize the club can’t meet all your needs or change all the stressful, shitty things in your life, but it can be whatever you make it on that night. Life will keep on spinning when you exit the door on your way out. Whatever is in your bank account, whoever your friends are or are not, and every other part of your life. But I have a feeling if you can be a little more juvenile, and a little less jaded in the club, there’s a chance you can be a little less jaded in other areas, and truthfully I think that might be a good thing. So if you’re still reading this, thank you. And I hope you can find a way to channel your inner youthfulness again.