Being uncomprtable in a club
Tiredtraveler
Solo PL
How many of you have left a club because you felt unsafe.
I have not gone to clubs because of the neighborhood and reputation. (there are areas of all cities that are best to avoid)
Even clubs in Washington Park IL and Detroit watch their parking lots because if a patron gets mugged it may draw LE and other patrons will not come = money lost. Customers = money spent and owning a strip club is money in their pockets.
I have actually only left one or two clubs because of patrons and that is usually a particular group that was in there taking over the place for the evening. I wandered into a club years ago that a biker group trickling in and took over and when I got up to leave after finishing my beer and no girls that were free appealed to me this huge biker yelled "hey where ya going? Don't you like us?" I about shit then said " I going to another club cause all the girls here are busy with you gentlemen and none left for me." Evidently I said just the right thing because he laughed said he'd share so I stayed for a couple of hours. He was a nice enough guy who said they were always on good behavior at the club because the owner was a friend and they just wanted to have a good time. They spent a bunch of money on the dancers so no wonder they hung with them.
I usually leave because the girls do not appeal to me or they are only paying attention to the regulars.
I am an old white guy who has worked in and around the construction industry my whole life so working class places do not frighten me and frankly find more appealing many high priced "high end" clubs. WTF it is still a strip club, no matter how you dress the place up, guys pay girls to take off their clothes and be nice to them.
There is actually only one color, that is green and only and idiot turns away the chance to make some.
I have not gone to clubs because of the neighborhood and reputation. (there are areas of all cities that are best to avoid)
Even clubs in Washington Park IL and Detroit watch their parking lots because if a patron gets mugged it may draw LE and other patrons will not come = money lost. Customers = money spent and owning a strip club is money in their pockets.
I have actually only left one or two clubs because of patrons and that is usually a particular group that was in there taking over the place for the evening. I wandered into a club years ago that a biker group trickling in and took over and when I got up to leave after finishing my beer and no girls that were free appealed to me this huge biker yelled "hey where ya going? Don't you like us?" I about shit then said " I going to another club cause all the girls here are busy with you gentlemen and none left for me." Evidently I said just the right thing because he laughed said he'd share so I stayed for a couple of hours. He was a nice enough guy who said they were always on good behavior at the club because the owner was a friend and they just wanted to have a good time. They spent a bunch of money on the dancers so no wonder they hung with them.
I usually leave because the girls do not appeal to me or they are only paying attention to the regulars.
I am an old white guy who has worked in and around the construction industry my whole life so working class places do not frighten me and frankly find more appealing many high priced "high end" clubs. WTF it is still a strip club, no matter how you dress the place up, guys pay girls to take off their clothes and be nice to them.
There is actually only one color, that is green and only and idiot turns away the chance to make some.
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But I have left a few clubs because groups of customers made me uncomfortable. Mostly these groups consisted of loud, rowdy drunks that were making so much noise they were ruining the evening. These types of customers are the reason I don't go to certain clubs on fri/sat evenings or after major sporting events because that's when these idiots are most common.
I learned my lesson, and it was the last time I took a cab (looking like a tourist) to find a strip club. I was a 25 year old with lots of cash - wearing a tshirt and jeans - who looked very very green!
Back then I used to hit a mixed-club in Arlington, TX that had a fair-amount of AA dancers (about 1/3) - there was an all-black club down the street and some of the AA-dancers I would talk w/ in the mixed-club said they did-not-like/avoided working at the all-black club b/c it was too rough/crazy a club - thus I was scared to go - this mixed-club closed for a while so I finally took the plunge and hit the all-black spot down the street and did not find it that rough (sure a bit rough around the edges but I never saw anything go down) - never looked back after hitting this all-black spot for the first-time and it was mostly all-black clubs for me (most of them dives) after that.
Nowadays I avoid, or leave a club, usually b/c the dancers are not to my liking (all skinny white-chicks) - will also leave a club if it's a sausage-fest or filled w/ young cocky custies treating it like a house-party or a nightclub.
Fun times when young and dumb.
Club is a rip-off - $20 dancer drinks that you get hounded for b/c dancers get a commission - if you don't buy them a drink they usually won't sit w/ you - for w/e reason they don't allow dancers to take off their clothes during a lap-dance; I imagine it's b/c it's a rip-off club and they wanna force PLs to pony-up for VIP.
BTW - it used to be a gay-bar back in the day - but hey I'm not judging.
How was that for my millenial imitation?
;-)
In truth, if I'm willing to go to Blondie's, Dollie's, or Wise Guys in Washington Park, IL late at night (and I am), then I'm willing to go anywhere!
That would have probably been worse then an altercation in the club...
The worst as a club where I had gone for a long time and had recently changed names. Walked in and there was no one dancing, so i went to the bar. There were maybe a half dozen other customers, all of the denim jacket and wallet on a chain look. Rough looking crowd. The female bartender was super unfriendly and practically threw my beer at me. My eyes adjusted and as I looked around at the tough dudes eying me with ill intent, I realized they were NOT dudes.
Unbeknownst to me, the place had just changed from a strip club to a dyke bar. As I headed out the door, someone behind me hollered in a rather deep voice "and don't fucking come back!"
We hit strip clubs/bordellos all along the way during our 2 week adventure.
One night we hit the Zona Roja in Culican, the marijuana capital of Mexico. We were of course the only gringos there. While I was busy talking to some of the putas my buddy was talking with some guys and wound up taking 2 of them for a ride in the dune buggy.
When he came back in, he said to me "I think we had better leave. They want to buy the dune buggy and are offering $500 in cash & $500 worth of marijuana. I'm afraid that they may get angry if we tell them no" .
We were more than uncomfortable and decided that it was passed time to leave and did so.