Every once in a blue moon I'll be in Manhattan for a job interview, or something or other, dressed up in suit. I figure on the way back home I'll hit a strip club it's a unique opportunity. I was in Rick's Cabaret and as I sat down I noticed the conga line of dancers that would come my way. As one sat down, if I wasn't interested at the time, the next one sat down as soon as she got up. It was odd because outside of the strip club in real life, girls often immediately get up and run away when I sit next to them, here they ran to sit next to me as I sat down. The only thing left really was for Rod Serling walk out.
But the point being every single dancer in the club checked in with me. There was no white space. It really can change the dynamic of everything if attention is what your going for, your certainly perceived a different light. I don't know want to come off as Captain Obvious but I think the difference in how the dancers operated was dramatic enough to be worth noting.
You know we go after Rick Dugan for dressing up like Tony Montana to go to some shithole strip club out in the Florida boonies but you know what he might be onto something. Especially considering where I usually come from dress wise which is typically a wife beater and those Lieutenant Dangle male stripper shorts.


SAme goes for strippers. Whenever a stripper looks like this I get rock hard asos.com