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As I mentioned in the forums someplace, I spent $200 at Jumbos Clown Room the other night. I think this deserves a story filled with background and details and whatever else I don't even know. I'm thinking i type and we see where it takes me.
A few years ago after I broke up with my long time gf I started going to Jumbos Clown Room which is a small dive bar in my neighborhood known for its cheap drinks and almost naked women pole dancing for tips and giving lap dances. I should be clear that this IS NOT a strip club but pretty close. Anywho.... I would go there a few times a month... no less than twice no more than 5. After about a year of that I stopped going for whatever reason. Recently I started going again with my friend Dave who used to be a regular bar fly there sometimes even crashing at one of the girls couches because he was too drunk to even walk home. He also stopped going for a while because he moved out of LA and would only be in town once a month. Finally he got married and moved back to LA meaning we go to Jumbos now about twice a month but never more than once a week.
Over the years some of the girls have moved on, some have stayed and others have passed away :( but the place remains the same. Upon my return to Jumbos I saw a girl dancing that reminded me so much of Lucy. Lucy being the older woman Ive been seeing off and on (currently on) for the last three years. I have to realize that I am no longer a 22 year old kid going to a titty bar having thegirls women take advantage of me and me peeing my pants when they come talk to me. I'm a 28 year old man with a profession and aspirations that has a confident demeanor and carries himself well. Ive noticed that in the past year or so women can tell you have a little bit of money and I've been dating a lot. Most of the time its the women seeking me out.
As I walk into Jumbos and I love the smell of vanilla and daddy issues, I double take as I see what looks like Lucy dancing but realize its not her but rather a dancer who looks like Lucy only 10 years younger. We make eye contact. She smiles. 'I've got her' I think to myself no doubt she's thinking 'ive got him'. In the end its she who has me giveing her my hard earned money but then again this is her job and its now her hard earned money. The vicious cycle continues. As a personal rule when I'm here I always tip all the girls. Its just plain polite even if they're not pretty at all. Usually $1. If they're good they get more. If they're really good then they get even more. $3-5 is a good range to play with. But then again, this is Jumbos and Ive been here so many times that there really isn't anything new except for the occasional new girl so for the most part Dave and I are there to pound a few beers and talk business. (we produce a comedy show once a month).
Regardless, Sophia has my full attention. While all the other drunks in the bar are throwing crumpled up singles and showing off how they throw multiple singles in the air at the ladies I calmly walk over and drop a neatly folded stack of singles totaling $5 while shes dancing on another side of the stage with her back turned to me. Ironically enough there are mirrors all over the place so she probably saw me anyways. After her dance is over she picks up all her money and I go back to my conversations with Dave turning my back to the stage but still able to watch the action on the mirrors behind the bar. A few minutes later Sophia squeezes in between Dave and I and thanks me, introduces herself and we make small talk for a couple of minutes. She moves on. Her next dance I decided to up her tip amount and gave her $7. Once again she came back to me thanked me and then she asked me if I wanted a lap dance. I said "probably but maybe later because I'm busy talking to Dave." I had no intentions of becoming a client even though that term can be already given to me the moment I tipped her. Anywho... Shes been going back to the same dude at the other side of the bar all night where he's been buying her drinks. Whatever. On her way back to the stage she stopped and said she would be right back. I upped the tip to $10 now. She came back and once again thanked me but this time I said Dave and I were leaving. She seemed a bit upset that she couldnt get a dance out of me but I figured she had gotten enough of my money tonight.
I visited Jumbos a couple times since then always missing Sophia. Next time I visited Jumbos when she was there I went with another friend on pirate night no less. She smiled as she saw me but was once again with the same douchey guy in the corner buying her drinks. I didnt pay much attention to her but rather all the cool pirate outfits the girls were wearing while dancing. Eventually Sophia walked passed me tapping me on the shoulder and smiling. She remembered. Whether its for my charm or my cash flow she remembered regardless and she remembered my name. Eventually she came around and we talked for a while but I never forgot who and what I was talking to. Dave eventually mentioned an event of mine that is coming up in a few weeks and her eyes lit up saying she had heard of it and wanted to go. Saying I should remind her so she could go and she would spread the word to the other girls. Again being the paranoid guy that I am I'm thinking she just got me to agree to come back some other day and remind her.
Next time I went I didnt remind her but rather she reminded me that I should contiunue to remind her about Park[ing] Day. I'm starting to realize that this lady has taken a genuine interest. At the end of the night as I walk away she asks me my last name so she can add me on Facebook. A week went by and I had already forgotten she was going to add me. I never got an add request. Finally My best friend flew home from Cleveland and he wanted to go to a bar so I of course took him to Jumbos. He loved it. Of course Sophia was working and she immediatly came to chit chat and meet my friends. She said, I havent forgotten to add you to facebook I just havent been on all week. I never mentioned it to her at all. Finally I asked her if Sophia was a stage name or her real name. Stage. Real name is Michelle. So now, I've spent over $400 at this place in this span. Most of it on her and all I have is a facebook account. I start feeling sheepish and decided I needed to stay away from that place for some time.
Last night I get a call at 3am from a restricted number. Usually this means its my mom or somebody from one of my parks either way I have to answer. I was wrong. It ended up being Sophia/Michelle saying she couldnt sleep either and since she saw I was still awake she decided to call. So we talked for an hour.
When I decided I liked this woman I thought to myself she looks like Lucy only 10 years younger. Turns out she's 1 year older than Lucy. I also thought they were of the same ethnic background, I was wrong. I also thought this woman is probably looking for a sugar daddy because she doesnt want to be dancing there her whole life. I was right. Sorry thats not gonna me unless she can stick around for the next four years and wait till my political career takes off.
Anywho, this is just a stream of conciousness about the last 6-8 weeks. I dont know what I'm doing. Dana thinks she's a prostitute and told my sister I was dating a prostitute so thats bad. But now we'll see what happens and if she'll let me take her out sometime. Only time will tell. As of now there are no plans to go back to jumbos this weekend or even next week. We shall see.
A few years ago after I broke up with my long time gf I started going to Jumbos Clown Room which is a small dive bar in my neighborhood known for its cheap drinks and almost naked women pole dancing for tips and giving lap dances. I should be clear that this IS NOT a strip club but pretty close. Anywho.... I would go there a few times a month... no less than twice no more than 5. After about a year of that I stopped going for whatever reason. Recently I started going again with my friend Dave who used to be a regular bar fly there sometimes even crashing at one of the girls couches because he was too drunk to even walk home. He also stopped going for a while because he moved out of LA and would only be in town once a month. Finally he got married and moved back to LA meaning we go to Jumbos now about twice a month but never more than once a week.
Over the years some of the girls have moved on, some have stayed and others have passed away :( but the place remains the same. Upon my return to Jumbos I saw a girl dancing that reminded me so much of Lucy. Lucy being the older woman Ive been seeing off and on (currently on) for the last three years. I have to realize that I am no longer a 22 year old kid going to a titty bar having the
As I walk into Jumbos and I love the smell of vanilla and daddy issues, I double take as I see what looks like Lucy dancing but realize its not her but rather a dancer who looks like Lucy only 10 years younger. We make eye contact. She smiles. 'I've got her' I think to myself no doubt she's thinking 'ive got him'. In the end its she who has me giveing her my hard earned money but then again this is her job and its now her hard earned money. The vicious cycle continues. As a personal rule when I'm here I always tip all the girls. Its just plain polite even if they're not pretty at all. Usually $1. If they're good they get more. If they're really good then they get even more. $3-5 is a good range to play with. But then again, this is Jumbos and Ive been here so many times that there really isn't anything new except for the occasional new girl so for the most part Dave and I are there to pound a few beers and talk business. (we produce a comedy show once a month).
Regardless, Sophia has my full attention. While all the other drunks in the bar are throwing crumpled up singles and showing off how they throw multiple singles in the air at the ladies I calmly walk over and drop a neatly folded stack of singles totaling $5 while shes dancing on another side of the stage with her back turned to me. Ironically enough there are mirrors all over the place so she probably saw me anyways. After her dance is over she picks up all her money and I go back to my conversations with Dave turning my back to the stage but still able to watch the action on the mirrors behind the bar. A few minutes later Sophia squeezes in between Dave and I and thanks me, introduces herself and we make small talk for a couple of minutes. She moves on. Her next dance I decided to up her tip amount and gave her $7. Once again she came back to me thanked me and then she asked me if I wanted a lap dance. I said "probably but maybe later because I'm busy talking to Dave." I had no intentions of becoming a client even though that term can be already given to me the moment I tipped her. Anywho... Shes been going back to the same dude at the other side of the bar all night where he's been buying her drinks. Whatever. On her way back to the stage she stopped and said she would be right back. I upped the tip to $10 now. She came back and once again thanked me but this time I said Dave and I were leaving. She seemed a bit upset that she couldnt get a dance out of me but I figured she had gotten enough of my money tonight.
I visited Jumbos a couple times since then always missing Sophia. Next time I visited Jumbos when she was there I went with another friend on pirate night no less. She smiled as she saw me but was once again with the same douchey guy in the corner buying her drinks. I didnt pay much attention to her but rather all the cool pirate outfits the girls were wearing while dancing. Eventually Sophia walked passed me tapping me on the shoulder and smiling. She remembered. Whether its for my charm or my cash flow she remembered regardless and she remembered my name. Eventually she came around and we talked for a while but I never forgot who and what I was talking to. Dave eventually mentioned an event of mine that is coming up in a few weeks and her eyes lit up saying she had heard of it and wanted to go. Saying I should remind her so she could go and she would spread the word to the other girls. Again being the paranoid guy that I am I'm thinking she just got me to agree to come back some other day and remind her.
Next time I went I didnt remind her but rather she reminded me that I should contiunue to remind her about Park[ing] Day. I'm starting to realize that this lady has taken a genuine interest. At the end of the night as I walk away she asks me my last name so she can add me on Facebook. A week went by and I had already forgotten she was going to add me. I never got an add request. Finally My best friend flew home from Cleveland and he wanted to go to a bar so I of course took him to Jumbos. He loved it. Of course Sophia was working and she immediatly came to chit chat and meet my friends. She said, I havent forgotten to add you to facebook I just havent been on all week. I never mentioned it to her at all. Finally I asked her if Sophia was a stage name or her real name. Stage. Real name is Michelle. So now, I've spent over $400 at this place in this span. Most of it on her and all I have is a facebook account. I start feeling sheepish and decided I needed to stay away from that place for some time.
Last night I get a call at 3am from a restricted number. Usually this means its my mom or somebody from one of my parks either way I have to answer. I was wrong. It ended up being Sophia/Michelle saying she couldnt sleep either and since she saw I was still awake she decided to call. So we talked for an hour.
When I decided I liked this woman I thought to myself she looks like Lucy only 10 years younger. Turns out she's 1 year older than Lucy. I also thought they were of the same ethnic background, I was wrong. I also thought this woman is probably looking for a sugar daddy because she doesnt want to be dancing there her whole life. I was right. Sorry thats not gonna me unless she can stick around for the next four years and wait till my political career takes off.
Anywho, this is just a stream of conciousness about the last 6-8 weeks. I dont know what I'm doing. Dana thinks she's a prostitute and told my sister I was dating a prostitute so thats bad. But now we'll see what happens and if she'll let me take her out sometime. Only time will tell. As of now there are no plans to go back to jumbos this weekend or even next week. We shall see.
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Chica
22 August 2009 - 09:34 AM
You didn't ask for advice but it's gonna bother me if I don't speak up... My fiance used to be a bouncer for a strip club and asked me to quote him: "I have heard this exact story, verbatim, a hundred times, always from wealthy business owners and politicians. Strippers are paid to make you fall in love with them. If they pay that much attention to someone, it generally means that person has deep pockets and is at least tolerable."
Please watch yourself and don't fall for something that may not be there... neither of us is suggesting that's the case, just asking you to be careful :flowers:
Please watch yourself and don't fall for something that may not be there... neither of us is suggesting that's the case, just asking you to be careful :flowers:
Ido2havegoats
23 August 2009 - 11:49 AM
Thanks for the tips (no pun intended) I'm just trying to have a little fun with it for now. Even if there was something serious there, how would it look for somebody running for city council while dating a stripper? not good. I'm gonna stick with Lucy as long as she has the patience to wait for me till i'm ready which.... sadly doesnt seem like its going to be much longer. She has biology to think about and I'm not trying to go that route for at least another 5 years. As for Michelle.... Like I said... just trying to have a little fun and maybe she can have a little fun at the same time. We'll see.
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