Scumpup you, sir, are an idiot. You actually have the gall to brag about fondling women cheaply then complain about the bouncer getting a pat? Maybe they are all friends. Or maybe that homoerotic tag hangs a little too heavy around your neck.
I’m not a big fan of strip joints myself but I’ve had the occasion to use them. I usually go there to drink beer and play pool - I could give a fuck about the nekkid womens. Oh, I talk with them and I’ll tip them because they have shitty jobs and usually need the money. But I’m there to be a guy and not be judged for it. As for the bouncers, I really couldn’t care less if they were fat, wore shorts and argyle socks with Croks and had pool cue sticking out their asses. Just keep the fucking peace so I can drink my beer and chill a bit.
Well, y’know, when you’re fondling a woman who isn’t your wife and fantasizing that she’s enjoying it, it’s surprising how often the excuse is “she doesn’t understand/appreciate me.”
I used to bounce, I’m 6’6 and about 400 pounds or so…lot of it fat, a lot of it isn’t. I’ve known some bouncers who were short and nearly as heavy as me, and I wouldn’t want to start shit with ANYONE who bounces for a living, especially a strip club bouncer.
You may think that the guy who is obese cant do shit to you, and you might be right if you’re running away or think you’re gonna box with them. But you aren’t. A good bouncer, and many of them are rather heavy, will fold you up a road map and feed you the carpet.
These guys do this shit for a living. They deal every week with drunk idiots who think they are 8 foot tall and bullet proof and they don’t keep their job if they get their ass kicked. I’ve taken down and restrained (we turned everyone over to the cops) body builders, marines, martial artists, and all kinds fo guys who were in a lot better physical shape than me. When your goal is to subdue someone rather than fight them mass and strength and knowing what to do with it comes into play.
If you think an obese person isn’t strong pick up a couple of hundred pound bags of concrete and climb a flight of stairs…as long as they aren’t climbing stairs while they are tying you into a pretzel you’re screwed.
I don’t understand the piling on Scumpup, I found the OP to be inoffensive and a legitimate complaint if the bouncers actually were physically blocking the view of the…dancers. I mean, I’ve never actually been to a strip club, but sometimes I just have my view of ordinary stuff blocked by obese guys, and it annoys me, so I can imagine it being much more frustrating if they were interfering with my viewing of a partially-nude female body.
Eh, dunnow about Saskatchewan, but back when I was in my teens, one of the high points of being at the public pool was remarking on people’s looks with the gang (mixed gender and, it later turned out, mixed uh interests as well). Not in a “ohmygawd how can she wear such a horrid bikini!!!” way, but in a “jesusmaryjoseph have you seen that guy’s legs ooooooo!!!” way. It’s been a long time since I stopped talking with multiple exclamation marks but damn, good legs still do look better shared
This kind of complaint from a guy who would horsewhip someone who raised the possibility that his wife is having an affair? Whatever works for him, I suppose. Having some sort of manly space drum circle is one thing, but groping strippers?
I don’t think it’s pile on hating as much as sheer amusement at the attitude. Here we have a person hanging out in a vaguely unsavory place whose main recommendations are cheap beer and cheap gropes, and he feels completely put out that the fat mooks the club has hired are not up to what he considers an appropriate professional standard for titty bar security.
Well, they’d have to improve several notches to qualify as mooks. Really, I think my point is quite simple:
I go to strip clubs to look at the strippers, not Jabba and Jobba the Hutts.
Bouncers should be largely out of sight unless their services are required, even if they are movie star handsome, but especially if they look like a huge mound of spoiled ricotta cheese with a goatee and a baseball cap.
Putting those two right in the middle of what should have been a perfect view of hot, naked dancers was like visiting a formal flower garden only to have an enormous dung heap, stinking and buzzing with flies, in the middle of the blossoms.
(Skipped to the end of the thread after half-way through page 2, so please excuse me if I missed anything relevant to this…)
Really, being a very overweight guy, I can say that at least in my instance, I’m just kinda numb to it. ‘Fat’ is one of those few things that it’s still apparently pretty okay to discriminate against people for. Heck, it’s so engrained (sp? I just wrote that word five times, and I’m still not sure) into us that even I do it on occasion. I think, however, that women react to it more than men do because, in general, women have physical image thrust upon their self-esteems more often than men do.
Again, I don’t support the idea; I’d love to think that ‘Fat fuck’ would become as an uncommon an epithet as anything else perjorative about one’s appearance or health, but I know that’s a slow, slow train coming.
As an afterthought… I know a tiny bit about sociology… Enough to make me ignorantly dangerous… And I understand that a way a social group makes themselves feel better is via exclusion. Perhaps a benefit of being in the ‘not fat’ social group is the fringe benefit of excluding the fat? shrug it’s an idea. It might be appropriate for a thread in GD or something.
If you guys are riffing off that movie “Roadhouse,” I’m unequipped to get the jokes. All I’ve ever seen of that movie are the previews when one of the cable channels runs it.
