Just curious in what the weirdest experiences people ever had at the club?
Just thought I would share mine, I was sitting at the bar nursing a beer, watching and scouting the talent. An older gentleman (50s) starts talking with me about his favorite dancers, the ones that he likes, the ones that he doesn't. I am listening because I haven't been at this club enough to know the dancers, chiming in occassionally when I see one that interests me or I had a dance. Nothing odd about this until he starts talking about his wife. His wife is in her mid-late 20s and is currently dating other men. He has no problem with it. He talks about her looking like Anna K (tennis player) and the body of Anna Nicole (good years).
He says they have been married 5 years and she wants kids and is ready to move on. Now it doesn't sound like a divorce is happening, but that she was a mail order bride and she needs a new husband. On some level, I felt the guy was trying to see if I was interested. I was just a little too creeped out by the situation to even stutter something out. Just a weird experience.
I was 12 or 13 years old, and on my own during Marid Gras before the French Quarter was "cleaned up" for the 1984 World's Fair. I walked in to (what is now) Dixie Divas or the Artist Cafe on Iberville, well off Bourbon Street, effectively in a dark alley. The (male) bartender was bartering with a very wealthy looking pimp type of dude, tall, black, wearing a leisure suit and a fedora with a ridiculous feather that matched his high-heel boots. "Five bucks." "Ten." "No, five is the most." Eventually they agree on a ridiculously low price. The bartender steps out from behind the bar, gets on his knees, and gives the pimp a blowjob. I walk out of the club.
Very weird.