Author: Bob Smyth Email: anon5192@nyx.nyx.net Date: 1998/08/30 Forums: alt.sex.strip-clubs Message-ID: <904512828.104650@iris.nyx.net> Followup-To: alt.sex.strip-clubs Keywords: curly fries spicy chicken naughty cheerleaders bbbj NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 30 Aug 1998 15:33:48 MDT Organization: Smyth Re-Erection Committee Summary: sf soap opera X-Newsposter: trn 4.0-test56 (2 Mar 97) X-Post-Path: iris.nyx.net!anon5192@nyx.nyx.net >Hey ASSCers! > > I just got home from a trip to one of my favorite clubs where I just had the >strangest night since I started SCing 5 years ago. > > > >Has anyone else had anything like that happen to them? > >Still a little freaked out, > >-"Not Quite" Norman- > ya, I can relate. The Tues before the LMR birthday party, I'm hanging around the New Dehli bar with Bubba, his pal from San Jose, Temptation, Sophia, and Bubba's good friend Azeta. We were clowning around and having a few laughs. Azeta pulled some seriously funny shit. Then she took my eyeglasses and left. I caught up with her about 10 minutes later at the CP. She demanded I get her a sandwich at Jack and the Box. I asked for my glasses and she gave 'em back. I left for a bbbj and spaced out her sandwich. About 3 orgasms later, I head back towards the CP. On Mason I see her walking to Jack and the Box with Bubba. She almost had a rage fit when she saw me. She unloaded enough foul language on me to fill a 96 gallon trash can. I figured she was hungry and just needed 32 ounces of Pepsi and a large order of curly fries and a spicy chicken sandwich and possibly an apple fritter for dessert. But after her trip to J in B she was still madder than hell. Then, on Friday I show up for LMR's bday bash to give him a pair of size 6 ladies underwear, a gold medal, and a porno named "Naughty Cheerleaders". I would have given him a pillow pack of lube but I had used it all up earlier in the day with the MB day shift. Azeta is hanging around out front when I arrive. She takes one look at me and unleashes a torrent of foul insults. I ignore her. Then later that night she gets right in my face and spews a bunch of insults at me laced with a bunch of cuss words while I sit in the office TRYING to enjoy myself. I keep my mouth shut and look away from her; she stalks off. The last bunch of insults totally bummed my high. Instead of having fun I'm thinking thoughts like, -What did I ever do to her? -Why does she hate me so much? -I always tipped her basket. -I bought a $20 mercy dance from her when she was having a slow night. -I've never said a rude word to her or about her. -I bought her a to-go dinner of seafood fettucini a couple of months ago because she asked me to and it seemed like a nice thing to do. The only bad thing I did to her was space out her sandwich (when she was hungry and on the verge of malnutrition). I've been hanging around the CP now for about 2 years and now I don't feel comfortable there. I feel like CP is Azeta's turf and I am not welcome there. I also feel the same way about Bubba. She and Bubba are very attached which I don't have a problem with but I'm no longer comfortable around Bubba because I'm worried Azeta is going to show up and direct language full of hate at me. So my story is different than yours but it does have a similarity: A person full of hate determined to put a downer on my visit to the strip club. If I had read the NG more I would have been more mentally prepared for this situation. In SF I've been spoiled by hundreds of good strip club experiences. The management is customer friendly (at least at MB and CP they are), the strippers are customer friendly (to polite customers), I've never had a problem with another customer (and I've seen some scary customers) and I've never had a bouncer or DJ give me shit. I dont have much else to say except that I hope LMR got off on the porno. -Bob "play nice" Smyth http://www.nyx.net/~anon5192 anon5192@nyx.net