**What was I being offered for $600 at a Houston strip club?
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The chance to be $600 poorer while getting as little in return as possible, and ideally (from their point of view, anyway) nothing.
Perhaps it should not have a meaning.
Damn, for $600, I’d want High Tea!
In order to keep their liquor license all you would probably get is a hand job and if you complain you get the squad car involved with the ladies explanation that the spot on your pants came from your own hand and she was only doing her job of lap dancing in a private VIP setting.
If you don’t have a wire your out of luck and she would’ve checked for that before the hand job, depending on what country your in (oh my the memories are all coming back to me now) the lady in question would turn her back to you and make all kinds of sucking sounds as she gave you a hand job.
Alcohol is the main problem of course … I blame it all on alcohol … no siree not for me I don’t drink it no more, no more alcohol for me lol
See, that’s the thing. I guess strippers are amazing liars, because that isn’t a very good bargain. I have it on good authority that you can get a reasonably satisfying hand job from the 5 sisters for the low low price of $0. So a $600 hand job is a bit much.
I mean, they were so earnest that whatever illicit act they were offering would be amazing. Hence my thread, I wasn’t willing to pony up the cash but I figured it had to be good. Sigh, I guess not…
They are charging what the market will bear. In this case, the market includes people who will go to a strip club and throw around $20 bills like confetti. It’s reasonable to assume that a subset of those people will be rich enough or dumb enough to pony up $600 for a private session with a stripper, without any prior agreement on what services they can expect for that money. If you think this is way out of line and point out that you can get a much better deal on Backpage, then you are correct but you’re also not in their target demographic.
Economically it’s no different from the upselling that goes on in countless other businesses.
You will never, ever find a prostitute who calls herself a prostitute. They never call themselves that, and they don’t care for the word “hooker” either.
I used to know a tree-trimmer who insisted that he was an “arborist.” Every profession has its esprit de corps.
Um, no. I used the word exactly as it is defined:
It is perhaps most commonly used to denote sex as that something valuable, but certainly not always. It’s synonyms are abase, bastardize, canker, cheapen, corrupt, debauch, degrade, demean, demoralize, deprave, deteriorate, lessen, pervert, poison, profane, debase, subvert, vitiate, warp - none of which refer specifically to sex.
If you want a word that always means “one who engages in sex for money”, then I suggest “sex worker”, “harlot”, “call girl” or “hooker”. “Stripper” is not another word for any of those, either, which was the point I was making.
Giving a handjob for money is still prostitution and legally not viewed any differently than any other sex act.
Also, folks, keep in mind that in a big city complaints about strippers/hookers are extremely low priority for the police and responded to last, if at all.
The opinions of the SDMB seem a bit odd to me. They range from:
“Strip clubs are a waste of time because you can get your dick sucked under the overpass for $20”
“Strip clubs are a waste of time because you can get laid in Brazil or Thailand by three chicks for $20…although one might be a dude”
“Strip clubs and prostitutes are for losers who can’t get laid.”
“If you go to a strip club, you will be beaten and robbed.”
“I don’t know, I’ve only been to two strip clubs in my life, for a friends bachelor part, mostly under duress.”
I’ve actually been to a lot of strip clubs and fairly often. Perhaps more than most guys. But then again, most of my friends have that same college fraternity, get a fancy high-paying Manhattan job in finance/consulting/law, where we going drinking tonight mentality. Or had. We’re mostly older and more settled now.
Anyhow, we don’t go to strip clubs because we are “sad and lonely” or “can’t get laid”. We aren’t fooled into thinking the girls “really really like me” (although, why wouldn’t they? Most people seem to like me.) I’ve never really had any trouble in a strip club (although I could see how the seedier ones might be more dangerous). To me, it’s just one of those things that a bunch of guys do after work from time to time.
Although it does seem to be something I do more since moving to NY. Like Shagnasty, I probably went to a strip club twice while living in Boston. Mostly because I don’t like them so much that I’d drive all the way to Rhode Island, unless it was for a bachelor party or something.
As for what $600 buys you, every club is different. Even in New York they vary from club to club. Flashdancers is different from Scores which is different from some club out in the boroughs. From my…uh…friend’s experience, what you are supposed to be paying for is typically an hour in a private room with the girl and bottle service (which would be like $400 by itself at a regular night club). Half hour increments are also available. What the girls will actually do will also vary from club to club and what you can negotiate or they feel they can get away with. It can range from a really touchey-feely lap dance to making out to hand or blow jobs to full-on sex. I’ve talked to guys who have spent a couple of grand to have sex with strippers at some of the higher end clubs. I’m not sure how those deals are arranged, but I do know that one club has a really expensive VIP lounge, separate from their champaign room. I’m sure guys aren’t spending thousands to sit in that room and chat for an hour. Now to me that seems exorbitant, but in all fairness, the girls are extremely hot and if you’re some hedge fund guy pulling down a couple of million a year, what does that guy care how much it costs?
A few of my friends actually married strippers. For the most part, they are normal guys with regular corporate jobs. Although in all fairness, there is something a bit “odd” about each of them.
One of the strippers at my friends bachelor party was a UNLV student who was interning at Deloitte & Touche (or maybe she said Toilette & Douche). Maybe was she was lying, but it seems like an oddly random and specific thing to lie about to people who really just want you to shake your titties.
This statement seems oddly hostile.
“NO Cyril! If they’re DEAD they’re just HOOKERS!”
–Archer
Subtle and classy, a rare combination.:rolleyes:
So why do you go? I see a number of ‘I don’t go because’ statements but no ‘I do go because’ ones. If it’s as simple as, ‘I like to watch girls dance nearly or totally naked’ that makes sense in a way.
I don’t care for them because I don’t care for watching strippers, porn etc, I find it boring and just don’t see the point…I’d much rather do than watch.
To be clear, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with dating/marrying a stripper, or that there’s anything wrong with people who do. Quite the contrary, it seems to be a common male fantasy, and some people make it work.
Not to speak for him but for me, there’s a bunch of reasons to go, and often work in concert with themselves:
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You want to see a mass of titties. Not just 1 pair but a lot of them. Nice ones. Everywhere.
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It’s one of the few places where the guy holds control. In a regular club, guys are the ones that have to approach girls, initiate conversation, buy drinks, prove our worth. This is a place where that social dynamic gets flipped around (artificially, but it’s still gratifying to an extent).
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It’s a social experience. You go with a bunch of friends and you all feel like real bigshots. You buy friends dances. Friends buy dances for you. You chat up the strippers. They flirt back. You suspend disbelief and it just seems like you’re living a fantasy where you and your friends go into the world’s greatest club and picked up a bunch of super hot topless women.
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To build off the last point, just because you don’t get to bust a nut doesn’t mean it’s not gratifying. It’s not like you can only gain gratification if you ejaculate and everything else is a 0 on the pleasure-meter. As someone said upthread, it’s more sexually bizarre and degrading to say that you can’t enjoy a stripper without cumming.
I can see that. Doesn’t work for me, but I can see where it would have appeal for others.
The beach has a much more reasonable cover charge, lets me bring my own beverages and I’m mainly there for the sun and water – bikini girls are just a bonus.
I get the idea of a strip club and I get the idea of a prostitute but, any morality scruples aside, I can’t imagine either feeling like a good return on my cash investment. But maybe if I was single and with a whole bunch of cash, I wouldn’t think about it so much.
Unless, of course, there’s an election coming up soon and the mayor’s is running for re-election.
Then, the police will crack down on all kinds of minor stuff so they can jack up the arrest statistics and the mayor’s office can crow about how tough he is on crime and how safe he’s making the city.
(Other cynics sometimes claim that the police do that all the time – focus too much on petty crime, which is the easiest for them to go after and allows them to rack up the crime-fighting statistics with the least effort.)
Before readers begin their trek to RI to enjoy the waters, let me just add that things have changed a bit. Shortish version: in 1980 the Prostitution law in RI was rewritten and our brilliant legislature managed to make it so that only public solicitation was illegal and that anything that happened behind closed doors was legal - questions still stand if they meant to do that. In 2003, a defense attorney successfully argued that there was no law against indoor prostitution to get four clients off. (which was a change of pace for them)
Thus began a boom time for strip clubs and massage parlors in RI. A new law was put in place in 2009 making all prostitution against the law here. I’m sure extra services are still being offered in some places, but Providence is no longer the open city it once was.
“You don’t pay a girl to come to your room. You pay her to leave.”
Basically I just like hanging out, drinking and watching topless girls dance. Plus it’s not illegal and relationship safe -as in my wife will just roll her eyes if I come home with stripper glitter on me, as opposed to divorcing me. Like anything, a little is a refreshing diversion. Too much starts to get into creepy problem territory.
Speaking of which, I don’t know why they wear that glitter. It doesn’t make them sexier and your wife or girlfriend knows what that shit all over your clothes is from.
Senegoid - It’s actually called “broken window theory” and was used effectively by Giuliani to clean up New York. By aggressively busting little crimes, you create an environment where people know that the police are actively responding to crimes. It makes them think twice about committing bigger ones. It gets it’s name from the concept that if you leave a broken window, people will be less inclined to care about fixing the next broken window and soon the entire neighborhood looks like shit.