Comments by SometimeVoyager

I was in a club in a small, remoteTexas town last night. Met a dancer from my area back home... Me: So what made you move all the way out here? Dancer: I came here to get my accounting degree. Thoughts: She left the Washington DC area, where there are countless public and private colleges and universities, to come to a tiny town with nothing but a small junior college to get an accounting degree? Yeah, right. She's either running from something or following a guy. Not just SS, but really bad SS.

<p>Conversation with strippers is overrated. Their approach is usually canned, disinterested, and shallow. I always wish for the volume to be lower until it is, then I end up wishing it were louder.</p> <p>If she wants to get my attention she should sit on my lap, move her hand to my crotch, and whisper anything she has to say into my ear. I'll get the message.</p>

I would think running a strip club would be filled with problems - finding reliable dancers, managing the cat fights, harassment from cops, all of which is on top of the usual challenges associated with running any eating or drinking establishment. I'd be willing to enter into the business as a partner or investor, but only with very experienced management.

It wasn't a great year for quantity but a success in terms of quality. God how I do love Texas and Florida!

I think it's probably a great site. I see faces of pretty young women right here in my home town just waiting to meet me. Funny thing though, I live in a rural town of just a few hundred people and I've never seen anyone like them anywhere. Kinda makes me say Hmmmmm!

Lawyer, college professor. Yeah right!

I have a thing for tall women as well. My mind knows I'm only 5'10" but my hormones think I'm 6'4". Seems that most well-stocked clubs have at least one or two tall, leggy dancers, but I'd be hard pressed to think of a club that seemed to specialize. Good luck, though.

The review of Little Darlings might very well be bogus, but the facts are correct. They charge a hefty cover unless you bring a coupon from their website or a local rag, but even then they hit you for a beverage fee. I used to like the place but not so much anymore.

For me they are all named sweetie, darlin', baby, or beautiful.

I guess that's a great option if you are out running errands and have a sudden urge to find an adult entertainment establishment. Personally I pretty much know where I'm going before I set out, and if not I get the address from my Blackberry then use my Garmin for navigation.

I have no reason to lie about my being married, or anything else for that matter. She's a stripper, am I supposed to be worried about her opinion of me? She lies the minute she introduces herself, which is interesting because within fifteen seconds I forget the fake name she gave me anyway. The only thing she cares about is how much of my money she can get out of me, and the only thing I care about is how much I can get out of her for the least amount of money.

She is totally working you. She has no real affection for you or she wouldn't be working the money angle, and she's just playing the love angle to jack you up on the price.<p>georgmicrodong: If you want to be a nice guy about it, tell her something like "I understand if you are reluctant to 'do stuff', so let me know if you change your mind." Then, if you're feeling especially generous, tip her a bit, maybe 5 or 10 bucks, and then get up and leave the club. Don't come back for a while, and when you do, don't seek her out, let her do the chasing, and see if she has under changed her mind.<p> EXACTLY right, except that I wouldn't leave the club, I would let her see you move on to spend a bunch of money on another dancer in the club. When she actually SEES the money she's losing, she'll wake up fast.<p>On a side note, I asked her what was the most someone offered her and she said $900 and she declined that. Do you believe that?<p>ztrzi2000: I believe it, mikeeeemiller. Not everyone has a price. There are certain lines that some people will not cross for any amount of money, even if they freely cross lines that some may see as very close to those that they adamantly refuse to cross.<p>Uh, maybe you missed that part where she said she would do it, they just couldn't agree on a price. And no, I don't believe for a second that she passed up $900 for OTC, she's just throwing that out as a counter-offer. Her number is actually well south of $900, not north.

Don't beat yourself up about it, it's part of the strip club experience. It happens to all of us, even seasoned clubbers from time to time. The good news is that you got what you paid for, the bad news is that it was more than you bargained for.

Anonymity is one of the hallmarks of strip clubbing. I usually don't remember a dancer's "name" past the initial introductions. Probably wouldn't be a bad idea to use a pseudonym anyway, playing a part just like the dancers do.

I usually tip her while she's on stage, whether I'm sitting stage-side or walk up. Often if I think a dancer deserved a tip but I was just too lazy to get up I'll slip her a couple bucks as she walks by, along with a comment that I enjoyed her dancing. It actually seems more appreciated than the tips they get on stage.

Regardless of how they may view themselves, society at large views strippers as being one step (or perhaps only a half-step) removed from common prostitutes. It's fascinating to think that strippers actually stand in moral judgment of one another, and how they may feign indignation at the proposition of offering extras. Please, ladies. Please.

<p>Here's another hint for dancers as well as patrons: Each dance is like an audition for the next. I can't tell you how many times I've had a lousy lap dance and then when it's over the dancer whispers, "The next one will be even better." Yeah, it took me a couple times before I learned that the next one is never any better, and often it's even worse than the first. I guess that's their little inside joke for suckers.</p> <p>So for many years my policy has been this: Question, "How many would you like?" Answer, "Let's just start with one and see how it goes." I don't care if dances are $25 each/$50 for three, I always start with one, and as often as not the first is also the last. The same goes for upgrades to VIP room. Don't give me some lame dance and then tell me how I should take you to the VIP, give me a dance that makes me want to grab you my the arm and drag you to the VIP.</p> <p>Dancers either give good dances or they don't. A smart patron never gives in to the conquest of hope over experience. Even if they promise.</p> <p>Dancers would make so much more $$$ by working smarter, not harder.</p>

Jessxxbby, I think the term "extras" has changed over the years. I'm willing to bet at least some of what you do would probably have been considered extras ten years ago, even if the guy is sitting on his hands. Used to be the only thing you got was an air dance, if anything off stage was allowed at all (showing my age here). But I see where you are coming from and I admire your principles and standards. I agree that a lot of guys, myself included, expect extras to be on the menu whether they are accepted or not. No one here could deny that the dancer is the one who draws the final line. Guys who are regulars and go to just a few local clubs know the rules and the limits of each dancer, and if they go over the line they have no one to blame but themselves for whatever price they pay. I go to clubs all over the country and sometimes it takes a while to find out what the limits are. Some clubs and dancers tow the line, others push the boundaries but are suspicious of strangers. So be patient with us neanderthals as you educate us as to your standards. For every dancer there is a customer, and for every customer there is a dancer. I'm not in a position to judge them or call them sluts, prudes, pathetic losers, or anything else. They have their own reasons for doing what they do and it's none of my business. Live and let live.

All good suggestions. I keep a hidden cash-only fund for entertainment (now well into four figures I'm happy to say), a minimalist wallet I use just for discreet clubbing, and many other things you mention. I have also been looking to make up some personal cards with my clubbing name as well, but the idea about the Google Voice is a new one. I'll have to look into that. Well done.

Personally I think it's unbelievable that any guy would actually consider having a serious relationship with a stripper. I mean come on fellas, on the societal scale a stripper rates somewhere between a truck stop waitress and a street ho, each of which serves a purpose but would you really want to take one home? REALLY!? Think about the life you would have at home. You'd be working your ass off to support yourself, the little woman, and her drug dealer (or tattoo artist or psychic or whatever). She wouldn't be able to hold down a job because, despite blowing the boss, she'd get fired for showing up for work late (if at all), drunk, stealing money from the register, short-changing the customers, and spending her entire shift talking and texting on her phone. She'd party til four, sleep til two, and expect you to do the cooking, cleaning and laundry. Then you'll actually be relieved when she leaves you for some parolee. THESE are the women who call US pathetic losers. Stick to the program - pay as you go, flavor of the day, then move on.

If I'm sitting at the rail I will usually tip every dancer at least a buck each song, more if I want their attention, and less only if they have no business taking their clothes off in public. I think it's an obligation if you're stage side and I try to set an example for the other patrons. If I'm not sitting at the rail I sit well back from the stage because I hate the guys who sit up close watching on my dime. But even sitting back I still try to tip every dancer at least once.<p>One issue I have is the dancers who wait until they are tipped a certain amount before they start to undress on stage. In my experience the tips will not begin to flow until you peel off the undies, so the sooner you get naked the sooner you get paid.<p>Also, the stage is more than just an opportunity to make thirty bucks one dollar at a time, it's a dancer's chance to show the crowd what a sexy, naughty girl she is. When I see a dancer holding out on stage, I assume she'll hold out in private as well. I never, EVER buy from a girl who holds out on stage.<p>So ladies, get naked and nasty on stage even if the guys are being stiffs, it will come back to you many times over from that one guy who's looking for a good time. And guys, a buck a song is just $15-$20 an hour, so put a crowbar in your wallet and pony up. I can't carry your cheap asses all by myself!

Does this scam go both ways? Do I get to plead my case to the strippers about how desperate I am for affection, but since times are tough and I don't have the money to pay them for their time and services? Are they likely to take pity on me and give me one for free? I think not. <p> Smarten up, guys.

I'm with you, pollychukk. You can't really take the reviews at face value because you never know what's in the mind of the reviewer, or whether the review is bogus to begin with. So I read at least a dozen reviews, throwing out the best and worst like a professor grading exams, and just try to get a general consensus. Even so, at the end of the day you just have to roll the dice. <p> It might be a good idea for some of us traveling business types to create a conclave of sorts, sharing the inside scoop within a trustworthy circle.

Mondo, I too am that middle-aged man, showing the signs of good living and with adequate funds to ensure I'm able to have a good time when I visit clubs. Most of my clubbing is limited to occasions when I travel on business, as appears to be common among men who like to let their alter-ego in private. My experiences are similar to yours, I think it's a healthy thing. <p>Happy Clubbing!