Everyone here already knows this, but I'm just posting because it happened to me this week. You go to your favorite club prepared to spend, say, $150 to $200.
You get some dances, have a few beers, and are having a pretty good time. Then maybe you go ahead and do a shot or have an extra beer, and now you're feeling really good and still surrounded by beautiful women.
You run out of the money you brought, and this little voice in your head says, "Fuck it, you only live once," and then you're at the atm pulling out another stack of $20s.
As you're pressing the buttons (and noticing the $10 atm fee), you know you're making a bad decision but can't really stop yourself. Money = more girls on your lap.
You end up having a good time, but as you're headed home you're disappointed with yourself and really wish you had limited yourself to your original amount.
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last commentSimple fix. Leave the ATM card and debit cards at home. Drunk me hates me when I do that, but sober me is always grateful in the morning.
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Can't relate.
I very rarely use the club ATM, but on the rare occasions when I have used it I've left the club nothing but happy with my decision.
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Its called self control. Anyways always just carry cash you want to spend
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@gammanu95-
Yeah, I think that's the key. This was the first time I had done something like this in awhile and thought I could trust myself, but apparently not this time. There was a dancer there who I knew gave high-mileage dances, so drunk me stumbled to the ATM and pulled out $300 more. Sober me the next day was pissed.
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