
Last night I learned that Wednesday is most certainly not Saturday. It’s true. Somewhere after 9pm I seemed to have forgotten about this very important detail, and now my Thursday doesn’t feel so good. I also learned that strip clubs aren’t so bad. They’re not. While I still find the regular attendance of such establishments pretty creepy, my thoughts on them will forever be altered. Here’s why…
- The upbeat music creates a fun party atmosphere
- You must be skilled to hang upside-down from poles
- Really not as dirty as I had imagined
- The girls can multi task and carry a convo about current events while hanging upside-down
- Five bucks goes a long way
- Some girls actually are trying to put themselves through school
In the end what I really learned is that strippers are people too. They manage a tolerance for gawking men that I will never have, nor do I ever want. I couldn’t picture myself entering a new and exciting career of exotic dancing, however, for some it is their chosen profession and they too deserve to be treated with respect. If you are thinking about attending one of these clubs, let me offer you some advice. Wash your hands frequently, don’t take pictures, and stay off of the stage. While you place a dollar bill snuggly in a stripper's g-string, do not think of it as wasting your money on half naked women, think of it as an investment. An investment in half naked women who may or may not carry STD's, may or may not be decorated with bullet holes, tattoos, or bruises, and possibly posses a desire to further their education in hopes of one day leaving the catwalk. My final suggestion is looky, but no touchy. You don’t know where those girls have been!!



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