Year End Musings On My Time In The Hobby

Sitting at home with a tasty bottle of Latour begat some serious musings about my time in the SC culture and my life in general. In late 2009 I sold the company that represented my lifetime of work in the Western Canadian oil patch. I discovered the SC world with my first visit to a FS club in the spring of 2010 (Honey's in Everett, Wa.). With my income and the time at my disposal this was like giving the key to the candy store to a wide-eyed five year old. I pretty much dove head first into the SC pool without discovering if I could swim in these waters. tuscl provided much valuable info and you grizzled tuscl vets were mostly kind to this rube's naive posts for advice on the discussion boards. I thank you all for that. Some aspects of the hobby have troubled me from the beginning. The amount of money I spend to support my SC addiction is unsettling. Money is a topic of much discussion here on tuscl and my spending does not conform to what most tusclers spend. I have finally decided to just get over it. The amount that I spend, though large to other guys, is insignificant to me, so the hell with it! Less easy for me to dismiss is my pathetic propensity to get emotionally involved with strippers. Obviously my lack of socialization as a young man is causing me this grief as I now consort with attractive young women. I was a cold-hearted hard-assed son of a bitch in business but I find it impossible to behave that way always with dancers. I am getting better at this, however. These musings have made me realize that I am really not suited to a life as a SC hound. I will be getting back into my old game when my non-compete agreement expires in May, 2011. I think I will go after the boys who bought my company. They have not done well with what I left behind for them. It shouldn't take all that long to get their necks under my boots. tuscl has certainly shown me what to do for entertainment after business meetings are over in Houston!