I think it was about last October when I posted about a planned east coast tour of strip clubs en route to and coming back from a meeting. Sadly, professional duties won out. I'm flying to, and back, with virtually no time for recreation en route. I didn't even get a Friday evening stop off yesterday since I was busy getting everything settled before my trip and worked late. Work sucks.
I know the feeling. I used to hate it when I'd travel to meet someone and they'd insist on us having dinner together. After talking business all day long the last thing I wanted to do was talk about it all evening. Laptops, email, and cel phones have all further prolonged the work day. I'm old enough to remember when 5 pm signalled the end of the work day (and start of the cocktail hour.) And if you recall, the initial promise of computers and other new technology was that they would shorten the work week. In fact a lot of articles were written on the subject of what we'd all do with all that spare time.
I agree work sucks. Then they give you an annual performance review and your boss tells you basically that your getting graded not on all the routine work you have to do that takes most of every day to get orders out and keep the company running, but on all the extra project work that gets assigned to you. Then he says there's going to be more emphasis on this as well. Put it together with a very basic cost of living pay increase and the longer hours it takes to do all the extra work, it amounts to a dramatic pay cut just to keep working at the same company. Big improvement. (heavy sarcasm). It's even worse if you have 2 or 3 bosses all demanding things by a certain time. One boss doesn't seem to care what the other boss is demanding at the same time. They both want the work done.
This happens to me almost every month. Mid week, I say to myself, lets go hit a strip club on my next day off. Lets email TroganGreg and set up a meeting at one of the Atlanta clubs. The next day, I change my mind. Why do I want to go spend $200-300 at one of the clubs here. That only promise what I want in the VIP rooms, when I know that I will get better value for my buck at my favorite club in 2 weeks. So I don't get ahold of Greg ( sorry. One of these days we will get together at my favorite club and you will understand why) shadowcat...
I have that problem too. I can't really "plan" when I want to go strip-clubbing, so it's always been a spur-of-the-moment event. I get horny, I go. I decide to go, have to wait, no longer am horny, then I don't go.
I wonder if there's any correlation with job dissatisfaction and strip clubbing. Or maybe it's dissatisfaction with life in general. Are strip clubs are an escape from the frustrations of life? Is that why a lot of people go? Personally I think I've tended to go more often when I was frustrated about something else. And now that I'm no longer frustrated about very much ...
Book Guy, I agree, I think a lot of guys you see in strip clubs regularly are suffering from depression. I certainly was at one time. But I may be the only guy you know who found part of his cure at a strip club. And the cure seems to be permanent.
Work still sucks, but the trip was worth it. Lots of good "team building" and all that crap. Made some good contacts, learned a lot, got some great inside dirt and a few heads ups on things. Still, a few club stops would have been nice. Right now I'm in my room (on my personal laptop, which I brought because I'm a total net junkie and knew I'd want to check e-mail and porn when I had time) after the proverbial "cocktail hour" on the last day of the meeting.
Two nice single malts and a Newcastle Brown, one more chilling in the ice bucket if you must know. Yes, I checked, there are 2 clubs within driving distance, but I'm in no condition.
Doesn't it all depend on your point of view? If it wasn't for work, you couldn't even get inside the door of a strip club. Work and earnings are what fuels us Guys - How high is your libido when you don't have shit in your wallet? Look at it the other way - If the IRS handed you a $2000 refund, what starts to happen to that dirty little mind of mine (oops...dirty little mind of YOURS). Strip clubs are a soft-porn way of working off that excess desire to spread your seed. The only catch is that the workers there need your green to succeed. IMHO Nobody loses.
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Two nice single malts and a Newcastle Brown, one more chilling in the ice bucket if you must know. Yes, I checked, there are 2 clubs within driving distance, but I'm in no condition.