Parking Lot Interceptions
sinclair
Strip Club Nation
I was visiting a strip club a couple weeks ago and had a weird encounter. As I parked and was walking from my vehicle to the entrance, a black guy pulls up to me in an SUV blocking my path to the building.
He says, "Hey, man. Are you going to see the girls tonight?"
I replied in the affirmative. Then he says, "You need some of dat snort?"
I told him I am not interested in cocaine. The situation got tense as he wasn't going away or taking 'no' for an answer. Eventually another PL drove into the parking lot, and the pusher went to harass him. This wasn't the first time I was offered drugs in a parking lot or inside a strip club.
This kind of got me thinking about all of the weird situations I have had over the years on the short walk from my vehicle to the strip club entrance.
In the old days, sometimes streetwalkers would post up and try to intercept guys heading into the strip clubs. They knew the guys were horny and had cash. Similarly, I have seen homeless people posted up near strip club entrances. They know guys going inside have cash to blow, so maybe pity can peel off a few bucks.
I had another weird situation back in Sioux City years ago. I was putting on a buttoned shirt in the parking lot of Mavericks. A car pulls into the spot next to me with two young black women. Presumably, they were strippers coming in for the night shift. They saw my out of state plates and asked if I wanted to go back to my hotel and have sex. I declined, but it was tempting because they did look good. I saw them dancing later that night in the club. They probably figured sex with a handsome dinosaur was going to net them more money that evening and be more fun than working at a slow club where there were all kinds of house fees and tip outs just to work.
Has anyone had any interesting encounters going from your vehicle to the strip club entrance?
He says, "Hey, man. Are you going to see the girls tonight?"
I replied in the affirmative. Then he says, "You need some of dat snort?"
I told him I am not interested in cocaine. The situation got tense as he wasn't going away or taking 'no' for an answer. Eventually another PL drove into the parking lot, and the pusher went to harass him. This wasn't the first time I was offered drugs in a parking lot or inside a strip club.
This kind of got me thinking about all of the weird situations I have had over the years on the short walk from my vehicle to the strip club entrance.
In the old days, sometimes streetwalkers would post up and try to intercept guys heading into the strip clubs. They knew the guys were horny and had cash. Similarly, I have seen homeless people posted up near strip club entrances. They know guys going inside have cash to blow, so maybe pity can peel off a few bucks.
I had another weird situation back in Sioux City years ago. I was putting on a buttoned shirt in the parking lot of Mavericks. A car pulls into the spot next to me with two young black women. Presumably, they were strippers coming in for the night shift. They saw my out of state plates and asked if I wanted to go back to my hotel and have sex. I declined, but it was tempting because they did look good. I saw them dancing later that night in the club. They probably figured sex with a handsome dinosaur was going to net them more money that evening and be more fun than working at a slow club where there were all kinds of house fees and tip outs just to work.
Has anyone had any interesting encounters going from your vehicle to the strip club entrance?
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Never been propositioned by girls or pushers though. A threesome with two hot black chicks in Sioux City, though? Yes please! (I'm a raging chocoholic)
It more commonly happens in mall and shopping center parking lots than strip clubs, around here most of the clubs with parking have a person posted in their parking area.
One interesting incident, a black girl said her sister was a dancer at the club and I had danced with her that night. Actually I had danced with a black girl so either she was half way telling me the truth or it was a lucky guess
Mom in hospital, need money to get to hospital.
Clean your windshield?
Car is broken, need money to buy part.
Through some various means (working security at conventions...I'm not a Navy Seal), I've picked up on some cues that deter that kind of event.
1) Parking lot lighting.
2) Visible security presence (bouncer outside or as seen at a Ohio club, fake cop looking cars)
3) area of town
Here's what I always do:
1) Pay attention to people when parking (guys heading into club? Loitering? Cars parking and running? Other cars moving around)
2) Once parked, "What are people doing?" (someone walking my way? Someone watching me?)
3) Head on a swivel exiting vehicle and approaching club. Don't walk past/near guy loitering in the parking lot for no reason.
4) Carry a small yet bright flashlight. Other than really useful, someone approaches me-flick it on at their face "Hey buddy, whats up?" and I relocate myself. Person is temporarily night blinded, have a question in their head, and I'm in a different location. Best case: It pauses them and interrupts any attempt to mug me and I make like a tree and LEAVE. Worst case: "Ouch dude, my eyes. I dropped my keys."
I'm a paranoid type. What makes a person a target here?
1) Cash is being carried by everyone
2) It's night
3) People can be expected to be horny/drunk
4) If something happens, embarrassment prevents people from calling the cops or attention (at the office "uh yeah, nothing happened this weekend. Oh this bruise? I uh...tripped")
Weirdly, I've never been offered drugs on the street/gas station. Only on tropical beaches in Jamaica and Thailand (neither trip for mongering). Just said "no thanks, I'm good."
I told one of my martial arts instructors that if I have to use anything he taught, I'll have failed at 4-5 layers of defense first. Thankfully I'm a big, muscular dude, I'm not tough (I've trained enough "tough guy" things to know I'm not), but I look tough, and that might be even better to pre-empt trouble.
I always assumed someone would be over there waiting to rob me!
I've run into a few current strippers I knew and wound up back at my place instead of in the club, I guess those could be considered interceptions as they initiated contact but I was a pretty willing participant. Those aren't that interesting though.
I recalling running into a streetwalker outside of a club, which in itself isn't particularly interesting. But as soon as she spoke, I recognized her. She's a girl I had seen and been with ITC at a club in another area, but taken off my list of repeats because she seemed very unstable and prone to hysterical outbursts. And almost on queue, she had an outburst when I declined her offer to blow me in my truck. It was significant enough that another customer called the cops and the lot attendant called out bouncers/managers form inside. Fortunately, the responding officers were quite good and deescalated, sending everyone along their way without so much as taking names or checking ID's. The stripper turned streetwalker was evidently a frequent flyer.
I've had a few offers for drugs in the club, and obviously offers for sex. But never really any "pushing" aside from that one stripper turned walker. I didn't even realize pushing drugs or sex was still a thing, I've always thought drugs and pussy sold themselves and dealers really just had to worry about having inventory.
There was once when I was sitting in my car finishing up a phone call before going into the club. It was right at shift change and about half a dozen or so girls came out and got in their cars and left. Then a good looking brunette got in the car next to mine but instead of leaving she just rolled down her window and smiled at me. She sat there occasionally glancing at me and smiling during the 5 minutes while I finished up my call. As soon as she saw me hang up the phone she got out of her car and came towards mine. She told asked me if I wanted to come back to her place and have a lot more fun than I could in the club. I decided to take her up on the offer. It was a decent experience but not great compared to a lot of otc fun, but since the club was a strictly non-extras place it was a better night than I would've had in the club.
Probably 20 years ago, I was at Blue Zebar (Los Angeles, North Hollywood) and I closed to place down and had been getting a VIP dance all the way up to closing time.
I was paying out the dancer at the bar and I was the last customer in the place. Another dancer approached me and asked what direction I was hearing and could I give her a ride home. I was thinking, this is strange and is it a possible set up??? She seemed nice, so I did give her a ride as it was on my way. Nothing happened, we talked, she said the the other dancers said good things about me and she didn't want to pay for a cab ride home.
So one day I give her a couple bucks “security” money, and she says we can go back to my car and she’ll suck my dick. Again, no price quoted. Apparently she was willing to blow me and take whatever amount I offered. Well, let me tell you, if there’s a 10 point scale where a 10 is one of Longball300’s beauties that he posts pics of, and a 1 is an accident victim who just crawled out of a burning vehicle with half her face melted off, this woman was about a 2.
Needless to say, that was a hard “no” from me. The worst dancer I ever saw at Bottoms Up was a beauty queen compared to this one. Definitely looked like a crackhead.
I have had this happen the most in Midwest cities that don’t have valet and in Toronto.
Somewhat related:
One of my weirdest encounters going into a club is when I went to a shady club in San Antonio years ago and walking into the parking lot I noticed almost all the cars had people in them and the windows were steamy (hot summer night). It didnt dawn on me until I got inside that I realized that’s where people were doing their “extras” with the dancers even though the club had private VIP “cubicles.” I can’t remember if this was a BYOB club or not, I was thinking people were drinking in their car or smoking weed when I first walked in.
I've been threatened by punks, I wasn't intimidated, I'm still here.
I suppose my somewhat frequent encounters stem from my penchant for visiting dives or clubs in bad areas, many of them long out of business possibly because of the areas they were in.
Don’t kid yourself - have you’re head on a swivel, don’t drink too much, and watch your back.
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<I kid, I kid>
1. There was a club in small town Iowa 20+ years ago where I pull up and some teenagers with a camcorder decide they have to record who's going into the local strip club. I hope that footage has been burned.
2. Not actually a parking lot, but all the street walkers loitering around the entrances of the various Minneapolis clubs the one time I go to downtown Minneapolis.
3. My encounter with a drug dealer happened outside one of the clubs in Waterloo, Iowa.
I guess this isn't super risky but so much that can go sideways. In particular, a third party lying in wait to rob, or one of many ex-boyfriends driving by, packing heat and ready to open fire when he finds your dick in his girl's mouth.
Valid points. There are layers of security. Preempt things off by big & tough looking is a lizard brain level deterrence. The strategy is least effort with best reward. Vulnerability markers: Drunk, on your phone, distracted, 'out-of-towner', etc.
There is martial strategy here: Violence of action or plan against vulnerable opportunity.
Wearing glasses and on your phone? Person times it right and shoves you from the darkness.
You are 1) night blind from phone 2) glasses fell off 3) discombobulated or on your ass 4) You're Late because you start Orient Observe Decide Act (OODA loop).
Unless you have preternatural ability from hard training...which we don't, it is way way easier to start OODA loop and deterrence BEFORE hand...you don't look easy. Something still might happen, but hey, you're not starting blind and face down in dirt.
There's a very good book: "Meditations on Violence: A Comparison of Martial Arts Training and Real World Violence" and various articles by Marc McYoung. The biggest positive from 'some' martial arts is strategy, 2nd is an advantage in a 'fair fight'. And to sound like an 80s action movie cliche "There's no fair fight or honor in the street". ...I'll see myself out.
Oh yeah and those who flaunt jewelry or dress flashy. If I'm out walking, or at a club, I'm dressed to the level of the crowd or slightly less.
My post bogarted some of MacYoung's ideas, he's great. But I'd disagree that all martial arts gives you is strategy. Saying "I'll just gouge their eyes or kick them in the balls and they don't train that," well, that competitive kickboxer or BJJ practitioner or Tae Kwon do black belt has thought of that too, and could redirect their practiced blows towards a less sport-friendly spot. They have the coordination and are used to getting hit or grappled.
Of course the best street fight is the one you don't get into. First prize is an attempted murder charge. Second prize is a casket.
With that being stated being aware of your surroundings and smart enough to evade anyone that looks like a troublemaker, are skills that most city kids learn by the time they're old enough to go to the store without an adult chaperone, is just smart practice.
Had another guy ask me for $20 so he could go into the club and watch his girlfriend dance. I politely declined.
I had one funny encounter with a carload of dancers arriving as I did. I knew them and talked to them as they did their hair and put on makeup before heading into the club. Not sure why they did that in the car.
Once saw a girl park and change out of her waitress uniform in her car. She just smiled at me and shrugged her shoulders. I guess I wasn't seeing anything I would not see once she went inside.
I wrote a review of a place just south of Baltimore. A guy was in the club with a backpack of money. I called him a baller. He made it rain a few times on girls. Definitely dropped $1k in singles during the night.
That was a HUGE red flag for me. That basically invites a mugging IN the club. Hell, I could have pulled it off. Slam, Grab, Run.
I don't have a problem with guys making it rain and taking all the girls because of their money. But a backpack full of cash...it doesn't take long then people are in the parking lot hitting up people for money or a serious crime happens.
I stopped going there for a while.
Bro these girls don't think twice about being naked anywhere and they don't think anything about seeing guys naked either. Hell, half the time I go to the bathroom in the club there's girls in there standing 2 feet behind dudes at the urinal taking a piss.