As a Strip Club Customer, Have You Ever Been Mistaken as a Cop?
Club_Goer_Seattle
Seattle, Washington
What do you do once you're labeled? Stay and give them a miserable time? Or, just suck it up, cut your losses, and leave?
I'm much older than most strip club patrons, and that may be part of the reason why I've been mistaken for a cop a few times. And, I always go to strip clubs alone. I don't know if there's something about my demeanor that has contributed to this.
There's a difference in the experience as to whether just one dancer thinks you're a cop, or if the whole club is being told you're a cop.
I've heard it said that one way undercover cops tip themselves off is that they ask a lot of questions about the services offered. Inexperienced cops may do that, or cops that are simply trying entice a dancer into something illegal for a quick bust. It could be an overanxious cop just wanting to gather information, and quickly take action. On none of my occasions did I do this.
Three times I've been accused of being a cop and it definitely diminished my enjoyment at that club each time. The first time, just one dancer though I was a cop. I think I talked her into believing I wasn't, but it still ruined the time with her. I only got one dance from her, but stayed and got dances with others in the club. At the time, I wasn't yet a regular at that club. I don't think she spread the word to any other dancers of her suspicion about me.
This time it was near-humiliating: At a different club, a manager seemed to think I was a cop, and he managed to signal the dancer I was talking with that I was a cop. This really made me feel uncomfortable about staying in the club, because the dancer told me that the manager said that I was a cop. I figured that he was somehow telling everyone else in the club the same. The dancer said she was perfectly happy to give me a dance—cop or no cop. She wasn't afraid. So, we continued, and I got just one dance again.
After the one dance, I couldn't immediately decide whether or not to stay any longer. I could stay, and “return the favor†to the club. This would be to simply wear out their furniture for a while and hopefully cause some lost income. I know the action really slows down in a strip club when word gets around that cops are in the building. Also, I could just cut my losses, and tactfully leave. I chose a combination of the two. I wasn't interested in any of the other girls there anyway, but I stayed for another half hour.
That club was well out of my usual path, so I knew I'd never be back there again. However, about six months later, I ran into that same dancer at another club, about 40 miles away, and she remembered me, and about the manager singling me out as a cop. We both laughed about it. I got some dances from her anyway.
The third occasion was still different (and at still a different club from any of the above). When I see a dancer in a club that I'm hoping will come over to me and ask for a dance, and if she takes too long, I will sometimes take the initiative and approach her. (I've been told often that dancers usually love it when a customer asks them for dances.) On this occasion, I did that, and because I approached her, she thought (for just a little while) that I was a cop. I got several dances with her that night. (I've been told by dancers, that cops often get two dances with a dancer to try to make their determination. I got a lot more than just two with that dancer.) This time, that dancer went on to become a favorite, and even did some OTC with her. I also later learned that among her strip club violations, one was nasty enough to have been determined to be prostitution, among the various dance violations the time she was busted for on that one occasion. So, it's no wonder that she was apprehensive about me at first.
Of the hundreds of times I've been to strip clubs, perhaps only three instances of being accused of being a cop isn't too many. Have any of you been erroneously pegged as a cop in a strip club? If so, how did you handle it?
I'm much older than most strip club patrons, and that may be part of the reason why I've been mistaken for a cop a few times. And, I always go to strip clubs alone. I don't know if there's something about my demeanor that has contributed to this.
There's a difference in the experience as to whether just one dancer thinks you're a cop, or if the whole club is being told you're a cop.
I've heard it said that one way undercover cops tip themselves off is that they ask a lot of questions about the services offered. Inexperienced cops may do that, or cops that are simply trying entice a dancer into something illegal for a quick bust. It could be an overanxious cop just wanting to gather information, and quickly take action. On none of my occasions did I do this.
Three times I've been accused of being a cop and it definitely diminished my enjoyment at that club each time. The first time, just one dancer though I was a cop. I think I talked her into believing I wasn't, but it still ruined the time with her. I only got one dance from her, but stayed and got dances with others in the club. At the time, I wasn't yet a regular at that club. I don't think she spread the word to any other dancers of her suspicion about me.
This time it was near-humiliating: At a different club, a manager seemed to think I was a cop, and he managed to signal the dancer I was talking with that I was a cop. This really made me feel uncomfortable about staying in the club, because the dancer told me that the manager said that I was a cop. I figured that he was somehow telling everyone else in the club the same. The dancer said she was perfectly happy to give me a dance—cop or no cop. She wasn't afraid. So, we continued, and I got just one dance again.
After the one dance, I couldn't immediately decide whether or not to stay any longer. I could stay, and “return the favor†to the club. This would be to simply wear out their furniture for a while and hopefully cause some lost income. I know the action really slows down in a strip club when word gets around that cops are in the building. Also, I could just cut my losses, and tactfully leave. I chose a combination of the two. I wasn't interested in any of the other girls there anyway, but I stayed for another half hour.
That club was well out of my usual path, so I knew I'd never be back there again. However, about six months later, I ran into that same dancer at another club, about 40 miles away, and she remembered me, and about the manager singling me out as a cop. We both laughed about it. I got some dances from her anyway.
The third occasion was still different (and at still a different club from any of the above). When I see a dancer in a club that I'm hoping will come over to me and ask for a dance, and if she takes too long, I will sometimes take the initiative and approach her. (I've been told often that dancers usually love it when a customer asks them for dances.) On this occasion, I did that, and because I approached her, she thought (for just a little while) that I was a cop. I got several dances with her that night. (I've been told by dancers, that cops often get two dances with a dancer to try to make their determination. I got a lot more than just two with that dancer.) This time, that dancer went on to become a favorite, and even did some OTC with her. I also later learned that among her strip club violations, one was nasty enough to have been determined to be prostitution, among the various dance violations the time she was busted for on that one occasion. So, it's no wonder that she was apprehensive about me at first.
Of the hundreds of times I've been to strip clubs, perhaps only three instances of being accused of being a cop isn't too many. Have any of you been erroneously pegged as a cop in a strip club? If so, how did you handle it?
22 comments
I always thought keying off my looks was kind if stupid. Too obvious.
Second time, a girl walked by without talking to me, though she was chatting with every other customer. Second girl walks by, she dances for me. Then first girl comes and asks if I want a dance. While dancing, she says that she had thought I was a cop when I first walked in. After my dance with second girl, first had second if I was a cop. Second replied that I had immediately moved my hands to her boobs, so I wasn't a cop. They figured a cop would wait to see what the girl initiated.
So, I always make a move fairly early. If it's outside the girl's boundaries, I don't persist. But I want them to know that I like mileage. I'm also ready to answer the question about what I do, and can provide enough detail to be convincing.
Since the dances were a reasonable $15 a dance, I went for one more, and thankfully the fourth was a lot better. I told her finally a dancer who knows how to dance here, and she remarked that it would help if I didn't dress like a cop. I laughed and said this is how I normally dress. After that I got a low better dances.
It seems like the busts here in Columbus have been done with undercover couples (female/male cops working together).
One dancer a few years ago was sure (mistakenly, I believe) that a cop could not handle her merchandise so I spent several minutes "proving" I was not LE. That led to a price discussion that was just plain fun.
She "OK, you're not a cop. What can I offer you?"
Me "How about a little of everything?"
She "I can't blow you, a cop might be in here and see it."
Me "Have you checked the other customers to see if they are cops?"
(Two of my fingers were still securely inserted in her)
She "How would I know?"
Me - wiggling my fingers!!!!
She "Oh, I couldn't do that!"
The rude time the dancers there gave me meant:
A) They believed I was a cop
And/or
B) I was supposed to get a LD from her.
no thanks.
I will not return to Joy of Houston.
If I want the dancers to leave me alone and they don't already know me, that might work out pretty good. Plant some suspicion and doubt about who I'm working for. Maybe even tell them I like glazed donuts. Thanks for the tip. I never thought about playing mind games to get dancers to leave you alone. Of course if I wait a few hours to start playing mind games, they may just think I'm lieing.
The worst is when a bouncer/owner thinks you are LEO and signals everyone. Ive tried everything including showing my cock as proof (that was the one where she finished the HJ then asked). Haven't found an answer. I would think that cops would be looking a little more like Miami Vice or with wider midlines. Ive rarely seen a fit cop.