See, I couldn’t do something like that because I find it silly. It’s a weird personality quirk I have, but if I find something silly I just can’t bring myself to do it. It’s not a judgmental thing because I find adults dressing up for Halloween silly, but I in no way, shape or form find anything wrong with that and I hope they have a good time. So if you want to dress up in kilt pr drag and exploit a loophole in a bar’s promotional gimmick, I say way to go, fight the power.
And it’s weird because I’ll do stuff I find “goofy”, but not “silly” and I have no idea what the difference between the two is.
Now, you might be wondering what all this has to do with the OP of this thread, and quite frankly so do I.
Gratitude? What has that got to do with anything? The key here is inebriation. Quite simplyl, the idea is to get the girl so shitfaced she’ll spread like rasberry jam for even the butt-ugliest man in the pub.
Um…I guess…I can’t imagine what bar wouldn’t want a dozen dudes to all show up at once.
That’s just how it works. A guy’s sexual attractiveness is largely based on how successful he is - career, sports, even hooking up. A woman’s attractiveness is based on looks and personality. If a woman is attractive, it is assumed she should be able to sleep with as many guys she wants while even an attractive guy still has to put on a “show” to get laid. So basically the perception is that a woman who sleeps around is not descriminating while a man who sleeps around is demonstrating a particular skill – which of course, makes him even more attractive.
I read a poll somewhere that about 78 percent of guys think that a man ought to have a little something something in return for paying dinner and drinks for a lady.
That’s one factor why a lot of women are going Dutch when they hang out.
Absolutely a key difference here. Guys aren’t subsidizing ladies’ night by paying more for the same drinks; there’s just more guys paying the regular prices.
Be ok by me, but I don’t drink in bars so what do I know.
well, it’s one thing not to want an “unfavorable ratio” I understand, and sympathize.
But this practice that you described goes way too far–it is Abu Ghraib brought home.
To bare groups of men, to impose nakedness on them men, and then, I guess, only let in the best specimens, could put a fella in a permanent hurt.
I cannot understand why, if only those willing to bare their equipment are elibible for admission,
, the simple courtesy of allowin g them to be bare in private, and not as a group, is too mcuh to ask.
But, to credit your information, there are clubs baring groups of men every night.
So a poll shows that 78% of guys are jerks. It seems that letting these guys pay, then dumping them when it’s clear they expected something in return is a quick way to weed these jerks out. It’s better than the alternative of paying for the privilege of going out with a guy who’s really looking for a cheap prostitute.
I think the subsidized drink transaction is really somewhat sadder and more complex.
viz:
when a man in a bar full of women offers to buy one of them a drink, the offer is a surrogate for: “Hi, babe. How about it?..”
hMost women, sensibly, respond “no thanks”, both to the drink and the sex.
But being the pathetic self delusional fools that we are, not to mention desperate for access to the dna merry-go-round, we erect vast cathedrals of ambiguity where exploitation perhaps does flourish;ie, the drink subsidizer’s goal is to render up a facsimile of strawberry jam, (as my colleague stated so pungently above) while the subsidized drinker’s goals may be shorter term–like one free drink.
If men did not persist in trying to render enthusiastic women who start out chilly, they wouldn’t be vulnerable.
They could start by cultivating a social persona with options for interaction other than the frank proffer of monetary subsidy.
(Or, on the other hand, slap down a Benjamin or two and get busy–at least it’s not a pecuniary insult, however the other aspects of the transaction may be deconstructed by the lucky lady. I thinik “cheap” prostitute has already been alluded to.)
Furthermore, guys. Try the two-minute-rule.
If, within two minutes of of your first words to each other a girl has not placed her hand on your upper arm, move on. You are only going to waste your time and money here. (naturally this rule is also satisfied if she grabs your dick…which is what she is meaning to do when she grabs your arm but she is being polite)
Another part of the ambiguity is that after a guy has dinner and dirnks with a girl and they’ve spent two hours together, in HIS mind, it’s as if they are entering the next two hours with her even for time and three hundred fifty dollars ahead, .
But that really obscures the fact that although HE is $350 down, (without doubt) she’s only ahead the imputed value of the meal and booze plus prep time, and she’s down two hours (which could have been a real bore, who knows?)
So the dicey part comes when he thinks he has a $350 credit for the next two hours.
If he redirected the first $350 and didn’t make her laugh at his lame stories for two hours of dinner, he might get some good pussy and she might not feel like her time was wasted.
It takes the same amount of work to make a drink transaction regardless of the customer’s gender. But this is not true with hair stylists. It takes longer to cut the average woman’s hair vs. the average man’s hair. Women are also more particular. Therefore, women should be charged more than men for a hair cut. On average.
This is so true. I’m not “practicing” anymore since I am in a long-term, committed relationship, but I can usually tell in 5 minutes if I can hook up with a girl (don’t get me wrong, usually it’s “can’t”). If I can’t tell after a few minutes, I walk away and see if she comes by later (always a good sign). Only a fool goes spouting stupid lines on every girl he sees in the bar. It’s like going hunting and just blasting away at any sound you hear in the …er…bush.
Either a girl finds you attractive or she doesn’t. There’s no Jedi mind trick (other than maybe Jaegermeister) to fooling someone into sleeping with you.
As I pointed out above, the Jaegermeister effect is the cornerstone of Ladies’ Night. Does anyone here know of, say, a ladies’ bagel night? Ladies’ pasta primavera night? Even ladies’ double-fudge chocolate cookie night? Perhaps the reason we answer “no” is because there’s no point in having anything other than a Ladies’ booze night. Why? Because no matter how much the ladies love double-fudge chocolate chip cookies, and would flock in droves to much on said cookies at half price, these cookies are highly unlikely to make a woman more sanguine about going to bed with you. I’m sure she’ll feel grateful for the cookies (unless she’s on a diet), but that gratitude does not translate to sex. Beer provides sex via disinhibition.
So YES YES YES, women who participate in Ladies’ night are being pimped, aware or not. It’s the nature of the beast.
Did you miss the part where I said “equally long hair”?
Believe me, women are not more particular about their hair than I am, and that’s probably true of other guys with long hair. Many of us used to pay a penalty in employability and promotion opportunities, even if that’s probably less the case. Many of us have been approached by or otherwise had to deal with well-intentioned people trying to shorten our hair and make us more “respectable” whatever the hell that might be.
I expect small sections of my hair to be combed and pinned and then each individual hair of that section snipped independently. I expect that my hair will look quite cool if I just wash it and towel it dry and don’t touch it otherwise; meanwhile I expect my hair to look great in a different way, with each strand falling into place and no errant locks, if I brush and comb it after it dries. I expect it to continue to look great if I subsequently go out into a major windstorm, even if it’s blowing me from behind. I expect my hair to retain these characteristics for at least 6 weeks of growing time before I need to go in again. I want feedback on the healthiness of my hair and advice on what to use on it if it gets dry or dull or oily or thin or tangly. Anyone screws up my hair is going to have me in their place of business a week later cussing them out in front of a shopful of customers.
I’d much rather pay the $50 plus 20% tip and have the stylist’s full attention than get an attitude of “It’s just a guy’s haircut so I can phone it in” for reduced price.
I used to frequent a place that was “Ladies Drink FREE Wed. and Fri.”. They also had Men’s night.
I think it’s discrimination if they don’t offer nights to men as well. I wouldn’t put it in the same class as “White Drinking Fountain” discrimination, but it is what it is.
Maybe it’s just that i haven’t been an undergraduate for quite a while, but i seem to remember that most college bars are no better than the “general run of the mill sleazy bar.” The only difference is that the occupants can’t handle their drink as well, and the conversation is about half as intelligent as in the average working-class pub.
Depressing to see the sexual double-standard is still alive and well.
Sure, there are still morons who think this way. I thought, however, that on a message board devoted to fighting ignorance we might resist the temptation to remain the nineteenth century.
This may be true. But what percentage of guys have long hair nowadays? Not only that, but it would be needlessly complicated to design a cost structure based on hair length.
Fact is, a woman’s haircut typically takes longer than a man’s cut. And women are typically more concerned about the results of the haircut. This translated into a higher cost to cut a woman’s hair. Based on the laws of supply and demand, a woman’s haircut should cost more than a man’s.
First of all, to imply that the bar is “pimping” since it is providing a product/service that takes advantage of sexuality is reaching. Second, in this day and age, any woman older than 21 attending a “ladies night” or “happy hour” or other meat market and drinks excessively generally know that there is a good chance they might hook up. Women go to bars for the exact same reason we men do. There’s just usually less of them to go around.
People don’t “think” this way. At least not conciously. It’s been awhile since I had social psych class but IIRC, that’s just how we’re wired. Something in our brains makes women with big boobs desirable (we sense they will be good for child-bearin’ or some such shit) while “awsomeness” in men triggers some kind of “good hunter/gather” response in women. When you think about it, desiring large breasts and a nice ass is as arbitrary as desiring a girl based on …I don’t know, the ratio of the size her eyes to her ears. Does that mean that we all act in the same way or find the same things attractive? of course not. But it goes a long way to explaining why certain people (Aniston + Pitt, etc) are universally attractive.
Now if you produce some studies that have a more up to date theory, I’ll certainly be happy to recind mine.
Your logic is still backwards. You say women’s hair takes longer to cut; well, it would be simple to design a price structure based on the amount of time it takes to cut the customer’s hair. On average one would expect women to pay more for haircuts, because on average their hair needs more work, but that doesn’t mean every woman should pay more than every man.
Of course it’s discriminatory! So are “Ladies’ Nights” at baseball games.
But no woman is being pimped if she remains in control of her choices.
Oh damn! You mean I could have kept the bracelet anyway? When I was a sweet young thing, a gentleman that I met while travelling asked me out for a drink. Before we left the bar, he had asked me to go home with him and meet his parents. I did. They lived on an island in a lovely house overlooking the sea. He did indeed give me a bracelet. Incredible family jewels.
When I was a sweet young thing, a gentleman that I met while travelling asked me out for a drink. Before we left the bar, he had asked me to go home with him and meet his parents. I did. They lived on an island in a lovely house overlooking the sea. He did indeed give me a bracelet. Incredible family jewels.