Happy Dancers a Prerequisite?
I'm not too much a fan of the perpetual smile and moreso of those who are perpetually happy. To me it is meaningless that they're very successfully by most measuring sticks.Perhaps this is why I strongly prefer a stripclub without music or dancing.
Yes, I've met dancers who are perpetually happy who I did enjoy and did think highly of. But, that is the exception and not the rule. Normally, when I think of the happy type person it is the image of a lemming (leading or not) who is pretty much satisfied with whatever the culture of the moment is. So a prison state that promotes fear and shame and hate wouldn't be objectionable to such a person in least because they'd find a million and one ways to rationalize it or sugar coat it. And, it shouldn't come as any surprise that such a person would be successful.
I *assume* most of you want a happy dancer and that is just a basic requirement or positive; like being healthy. So, happy dancers a prerequisite TRUE or FALSE?
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That said, I'll go with "TRUE" on the original question.
O.
Escorts are way more expensive than the $5 dancers at Angels and worse you don't know if they good looking until after you've wasted your hard earned cash. Angels was a stripclub without the music and without the dancing---it was white club at that time. The black clubs--at that time--had music and dancing.
My ideal would be Angels with hot dancers of any race without the music and without the dancing.
In a free market, I can pretty much guarantee such a club would be available in my area. Might be a little difficult to train the dancers not to dance, but I'm sure there must be an ancient grandma somehere who can teach the youngsters how to properly walk the stage.
It sounds, though, like what you want is a "hostess club", not a strip club.
O.
In a hostess club do the women take their clothes off on stage? I like to see the woman without any unpleasant surprises. Most people wouldn't care for the old Angels and surprisingly it was a club that wasn't into attracting customers---an exclusive dive. :)
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Basically, I'm just not that into dancers that are always happy. I prefer the social misfit or rebel or the girl next door or the loser. My dislike for the "happy camper" is limited more or less to hear no evil and see no evil mindframe; those who blindly accept the prevailing beliefs.
A dancer who is more on the fringe is not only more compatible with me generally, but there is the opportunity to make a least a small positive influence from time to time.
The main lure of successful people is the expected higher intelligence----well, most of my employers have been razor sharp and positive role models. The dumbest one, was definitely above average intelligence, and he came up with the idiocy that if you don't allow the law to determine your morality you can't have morality! He was basically a thug who believed in the golden rule of kill or be killed (not a bad philosophy, imo). Just that nonsense about how since he chooses to violate one law that somehow means he should ignore ALL laws, truly grated on me. I think it is pretty rock bottom when you believe a group of politicians should determine what's right and what's wrong. The jury trial was *supposed* to protect against such sickness.
One of my favorite dancers was sparkling HOT and she knew it. She probably had the worst attitude of any dancer that I've ever known. She detested customers and dancers, alike. Just her looks before I even knew what she was like would send my heart racing. ALL IMPORTANT to me ARE LOOKS!!! Turns out her skill level was very high and she didn't mind GFE in the least if it meant $$$s for her. I doubt she'd have minded disembowling me or anyone else if there was no threat to herself. That lady was ice cold. Never thought that I'd get close to her and never did. Her coldness reminded be of my family and tribe on my mother's side.
A very sad day for me when she moved on, but her fellow dancers were happy to see her leave. Very happy. :( Easy to replace? Naw. I don't like that many dancers, but the few that get my heart racing I'm 100% crazy about. :)
Maybe I just need to meet more women. :)
But it has to be a genuine performance. (Har: "genuine performance." How's THAT for an oxymoron.) None of this, "Oh fuck yeah baby your cock is so big oh I gotta have it you animal you" bad acting from 1970s porn loops. I can hear the wacka-chicka-waw-waw in the background as she sucks air in through her clenched teeth.
No, the act has to get me convinced that she is going to be "into" me. She has to like me, and like fucking, and like combining the two. That's her job. That's what I pay her for. The better she does it, the more I pay. And yeah, I guess, up in the mix, is "happy" demeanor. Along with a LOT of other things.
As for being happy, well, I HAVE met some pleasing dancers who were sexual but not happy. That's OK. I prefer happy to nonhappy, but I prefer sexual and unhappy to nonsexual. I can't stand nonsexual girls in strip clubs. Why do they think we are there? To discuss politics or the latest movies? I can do that at the library or the coffee shop.
They get on a long stage with poles at both ends and start out fully clothed. As they walk and stand, clothing will come off at different points or sometimes they'll decide (not too often) that they'd prefer to remain dressed. So, you got young women (hopefully they're young) getting on stage to take off their clothes. Sure as hell sounds like a stripclub! :)
Now, with the music they had a jukebox that had been broken for years. The nitwit owner (an old lady) decided to fix it as business picked-up. I pulled the plug on that BS real quick. Business picks and that doesn't mean you ruin it with noise. Anyway, business continued to improve and more people meant some expected music. Some of the new dancers (who understood not to be doing a lot of dancing--preferably none) believed that if you had a working jukebox that meant there should be music. They didn't understand that you had customers coming because it was a relaxing club. One dancer had the termerity to put the jukebox's plug back into the wall and actually feed it coins and started a song. Well, the plug was out of the wall in seconds. The dancers wanted a vote. Club Angels wasn't a democracy. Doesn't mean the dancers and others didn't have rights, but majority rule just wasn't in the cards. You communicate your concerns and desires and attempt to reach a compromise that will hopefully be acceptable to everyone. The compromised reached was that dancers could feed the jukebox when *they* were on stage and that the music had to be *relaxing* and quiet. Don't need no stinking loud noise pollution. Of course, some people love loud noise----well, you have loud clubs at *other locations* that weren't far away (in a free market, ime, usually you'll have an abundance of choices; probably why government hates it so much). You like noise pollution there is a club for you.
Bottom line when Angels finally got music it wasn't so bad because the dancers had to feed the jukebox only for their show and it took money out of their pocket---money was very tight. The area was settled by poor people and there was a lot of open space despite having clubs etc.
Anyway, I've had favorites who seemed to be always happy so it isn't a firm rule. Probably a firm rule in my book would be NO tall dancers, but who knows there might be an exception out there----not eager to meet her, but there might be an exception.
The point is that a Happy Dancer is NOT a Prerequisite for me and in fact a less happy dancer might be preferable. The hot, ice cold dancer was an incredible actress when she did a dance/performance. It really seemed like she could get into the role that needed to be played and one reason for that is she had no pity, no heart. A man falls in love with her and he is screwed in the negative sense.
A real turn on for me is confelicity where I get the opportunity to make the dancer happy or give her pleasure. It is selfish macarism.