Sketchy is the word of the day
PrimetimeSchein
Michigan
A dancer walks by me with a napkin in her hand bumps right into me and my beer. Conveniently I look down and my half finished beer is bubbling and the napkin she had is gone. Then she went and sat with a very sketchy looking individual. Suffice to say I sat the beer on the bar and left. Whether or not something was in there I'll never know. But after the whole Cardio B fiasco I'm not taking chances.
Anyone else ever have any close calls in the club? Patron or Dancers
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2 pretty-well established TUSCLers have posted about waking up having no recollection of what hapoened after they had visited a club and all their $$$ gone - and neither was a heavy drinker.
There are def women that pick-up guys at bars, go to his house and drug the dude and rob them - the guys that think they got drugged in a club and don't remember anything is hard to figure out how they made it out of the club to where ever they woke up but IDK how those different drugs may work.
What club was it?
It just seems very unlikely that someone would like think they could accurately drop a pill into a bottle on a clumsy, accidental bump where there was plenty of room to pass. Seems like high risk to miss and have the evidence drop to the floor. I kinda agree with the papi theory --- if the beer was 50-80% full and it got jostled quickly, it would likely foam up.
In any event, good public service announcement to stay alert and you probably did the right thing to bail when your spider senses went up.
Second time I went to see a Craig’s list girl at some no tell motel in Troy. Granted I’d been drinking all night but she gave me a joint to smoke that literally knocked me the fuck out. I couldn’t get out of bed for a few hours. I never bring keys or wallet into a room like that but when I could get up and out my cash was gone. She said she blew me and I fell asleep but I really didn’t remember a thing. That’s the only two things in 30 plus years of whoring but both were smoke related. Weird?
I’m a daytimer and it would put my mind at ease thinking it happens more at night.
You're wise not to drink that drink.
I suppose I could have got something in my drink that was meant for someone else. Or whoever put it in there chickened out, or otherwise changed her mind; possibly because of the presence of my fave stripper limiting her access to me? Or equally possible I just had an off day & there was nothing sinister at all.
I have however absolutely heard strippers talking about doing similar things: "giving him that half a bar instead" or "pour my shot back into his glass" kind of talk.