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basically casinos and strip clubs.

I went to a casino before with a friend, and sadly lost 5 dollars. after the first minute of that gambling, i just quit but since my friend obviously liked to gamble i walked around for 2 and a half hours twiddling my thumbs and thinking what a waste it was since the only logical outcome i could see was me losing. I guess i just knew the game wasnt in my favor, and that made me not want to play. I was able to draw parallels to my life from this behavior, and it made me realize how sucky my world view is. Afraid to gamble anything cause all I think about is losing.

I went with my friend to the strip club on the same vacation, and i guess i was pretty popular since i had 4 girls sit on my lap to talk to me. But all i could think about was that they only wanted my money, and thats why they'd act so nice to me. I mean, i knew that going in, but it bugged me knowing that everything i'd say would be considered a legitimate response. Almost like I was being fooled into thinking they liked me, and at the end everybody was waiting to laugh at me. The next morning after the club, i was pretty withdrawn, which i thought was weird because it's not like i have low self esteem. I'm pretty happy with who I am and how i look, and even though i seriously think i'm an infp, i can never tell what my feelings are. I have a lot of em, but i'm guessing at a young age I was taught to keep them to myself so they've been subconcious for most of my life

So yea, i was just wondering if either of these thing had a similar effect on you.
 

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I've always thought gambling seemed stupid, it's essentially giving up your money to a corporation for no reason.

I'm not old enough to go to a strip club, I can easily see myself interested in going to one, even though it's very fake, sometimes I'm really desperate for affection, even if that affection is totally fake and meaningless.
 

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I very rarely gamble. The way I see it, I have the money safely in my hand, why would I want to risk losing it by gambling? I've always found strip clubs to be uncomfortable places. It feels really weird to just sit there, openly gawking at women. I never know where to place my eyes and wherever you do decide to place them, feels equally sleazy. That being said, I have had some fun nights out which ended in sleazy strip clubs. It can be fun to do stuff like that sometimes.
 

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playing lotto. I know it's considered a minor form of gambling and not seen the same as casino gambling, but a little part of me feels weird about gambling. I always feel as if I'm cheating myself when I pay for a ticket.
 
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Never cared to understand enough to get into it honestly. I'm a sinner just not into gambling and strip clubs. Waste of time if you ask me.
 
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Omg I LOATHE casinos. It's like sensory overload--the loud taking, the crowds, the flashing lights and beeping machines, the lack of windows is claustrophobic. It's horrible.

And slot machines have to be the most excruciatingly boring thing I have ever done. Push the button push the button push the button.... I won 300 dollars and it wasn't exciting in the least. I was actually RELIEVED. Like, "oh thank God I can quit doing this now."

Strip clubs are just funny. You can watch girls pretend to like guys for free at a bar. Yeah, they're not naked, but honestly, nakedness ins't always sexy. I mean, boobs look like huge eyeballs just staring at you. And then topless waitresses bring you food and it's weird because their boobs are next to your food. And male strip clubs are even funnier if you're a woman because virtually all the dancers are flamingly gay but they have to pretend they're into you and get all up in your business for tips but you can tell they're a little awkward about it.

Last time I went to a strip club, I took homework so I would have something to do. My friends couldn't believe it because I'm the most sexual person...well, that I've ever met anyway. But I was bored. And next time I go to a casino, I'll bring a book, both for the distraction from the overload and from the horrible boredom.
 

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When I lived in San Francisco for two years, I occasionally visited City Lights Bookstore, and wandered around near Broadway street, on which there are at least 8 Strip Clubs. Interestingly, there is an elementary school across the street from at least one of them. I talked to one of the bouncers about this, and he told me that the clubs only open after dark, so the kids presumably don't know what goes on here. If you pass any of the strip clubs and so much as glance in out of curiosity, you will see these doormen, dressed like 1920's era mobsters, and they'll invite you to come in. Entering probably isn't worth it, though. I contemplated doing so, but I never found the time or energy.

The Tenderloin is San Francisco's scummier "Red Light District". There is one famous Strip Club there called the Mitchell Brothers O'farrell Theatre, which has been famously visited by Hunter S. Thompson and Nina Hartley (whom, I believe started off working there). I've walked by this place, but never entered. One evening, when I was strolling a bit northward near the Regency Ballroom (a Blind Guardian concert was to happen the next day, and I wanted to be sure I had a good idea of where the place was), I was approached by an emaciated blonde-haired woman with a full lips and few gaps in her teeth.

"Hey there! Do you happen to have, oh, 25 cents?"

Since I'm more likely to pay attention to women who ask favors of me than men, I reached into my pocket and drew the coin purse. I had nothing. I shook my head.

"Do you have a cigarette?"

"I don't smoke."

"I'll give you a blowjob."

"I appreciate the offer, but I don't have anything I could possibly give you."

"I'll do it for free. I just saw you walking here and thought you looked kind of cute."

She shrugged innocently as she said this, though I couldn't help but think of that scene from Last Exit to Brooklyn in which Tralala lures a man away into a corner for a blowjob, and then the thugs in her gang break a bottle on his head, beat the shit out of him, and take his wallet and valuables.

"Ah, well, I'm busy, I'm afraid. I do appreciate the offer, though."

Then we engaged in boring small talk about the weather for a few minutes before I continued on my way. I probably avoided an STD, though when I was not a block away from her, I couldn't help but fantasize about what may have happened if I'd taken her up on that offer. Is that fucked up or what?

I had visited a strip club once in Rhode Island, years ago. I don't remember the name of the place, but it happened purely by accident. I have a friend who is a self-taught artist and musician, and frequently she puts on small shows in local clubs. She made one post at MySpace, inviting all of her friends to her show. I read it and decided to attend.

Before I left, I decided to make a Tarot spread, asking "What will come of this trip?" The card I drew: The Empress.

Now, for those of you who don't know, the Empress is a card that carries all kinds of associations with femininity, sexuality, worldly fulfillment, fertility, prosperity, and things like that. When I drew this card, I shrugged and thought nothing of it. Not every Tarot reading makes sense.

I got lost on the way to the club, having taken a wrong turn (the roads around Providence are quite confusing if you're not from the area), and I decided to pull over to the nearest establishment and ask for directions. Only when I stepped out of the car did I realize that this place was a Strip Club. A fee was required to enter, but as I wasn't about to ditch my friend's concert, I ignored the doorman's offer. Instead, I asked for directions and learned that the club I was headed for was only a few blocks away. I went, attended the concert, supported my friend, and talked with her. When it was over, I a sense of curiosity overcame me, and I found myself back at the Strip Club. I paid the fee to enter.

On the inside, it was more or less exactly as it looks in the movies--bars and music, lounges, and topless girls dancing around polls, where you can insert bills into their garters or pay them for lap dances etc. I had no intention of paying any more (since I didn't have much cash, and I had a few other objections--but see below), so I wandered around, watched, and kept to myself.

I was approached on two occasions. The first was by a bikini-clad waitress who greeted me politely, and asked me if I was interested in a lap dance.

"So what's that consist of?" I asked.

"A lap dance is private, full body contact dancing. It's $20 for a topless one and $30 fully nude."

"So isn't that, like, paying to exacerbate sexual frustration?"

"That's, um . . . an interesting way of putting it. But you should try it! It's fun!"

I liked her, but I knew that she would have liked me more if I had money to spare, so I declined. Later on in the evening, a black-haired lady with olive skin threw her arms around me when I was trying to skulk in a corner. I must admit, though, her demeanor was warm and affectionate, so I hugged her back. She started talking to me, asking where I was from etc. ("Uh, I haven't been to a place like this before." "Are you a little shy?" she grinned.) before offering a lap dance as well. At this point, it really sounded like a good idea, but I would have to pull more money out of the ATM, and be charged more and more . . .

I turned her down as well, and I haven't returned. I just can't bring myself to hire the services of any sort of sex worker. And it's not because of serious moral objections on my part--adult entertainment is an industry and a service, and more power to the fine and talented women who enjoy doing this. But for me, at least, the thought of having to pay a woman to pretend she likes and/or loves me is just too depressing to contemplate.

Maybe my mind will change if I'm still single and miserable in 10 or 15 years.
 

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"so isn't that, like, paying to exacerbate sexual frustration?"
Hahahaha, I always say that strip clubs are the equivalent of taking a man dying of hunger and rubbing his face in plastic fruit.
 

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