redm posted:

thank you that means a lot


the day I imagine that a stripper is capable of getting a bead on my psychological profile or sexual interests by speaking to me for less than 10 minutes is the day I decide to stick my genitals in a food processor. No duh that it's their jobs to flirt, my real point was that I don't enjoy being in strip clubs because either the women approach me looking for money, forcing me to make awkward small talk with them about anything other than how awful it must be to make a living as a sexual object, or the managers approach and ask me to leave because they think the stoic look on my face is bringing in too many bad vibes or whatever bullshit is rattling around in their heads. If I could just go into one and sit by myself, be completely ignored by the dancers and go without some random idiot deciding I need an attitude adjustment, they'd probably be somewhat bearable.