Can somebody explain my problem with women to me?
Tell me if this sounds like a problem. In the past two years, I have dated 5 strippers. The funny thing about this fact is that I have no desire to find these girls. I do not hangout at strip clubs, I rarely even visit such establishments. The first two girls that stripped were actually not strippers when I met them. Rather they were just regular girls, who lost their jobs, and needed to do something in order to make ends meet. Is it a strange coincidence that they were both redheads??
The third girl, I’d rather just not even mention, we went on one date, and that was one too many.
The fourth girl is a total sweetheart, which I met through one of my brother’s friends. We went out on a few dates and things were going really good. We were at a party and she was starting to get drunk, and in the process started mentioning her lesbian experience, much to the attention of all my friends. She concluded her story by saying, “but I made a shit load of money that night” then explained that she had been persuaded to try stripping by one of her friends. She only danced for three nights before hanging up the platform heels.
The fifth girl encounter just happened last night. I work as a barback (i.e., lowest life form found in a bar, in fact fruit flies have more authority than I) in a local bar out by me one night a week for some extra $$$$. I’m just going about my business when this cute brunette sitting at the bar asked my name as she introduced herself. I was kind of busy so I said it was a pleasure to meet her. I went and labored some more, and was walking out of the bathroom only to discover she was standing right by the door. She asked me how I liked working there, and what else I did, we talked for about 3 min, before I had to go run and do some more work.
I later found myself working just opposite of her, and she asked me if I’d join her for a drink at another bar, after we closed up. I reluctantly agreed too. So I went home, changed, and then drove up to the other bar. She buys me my first few drinks, and she starts kissing me (I’m not complaining). She seems to know everybody there, and starts putting on little striptease shows for some of the guys there. I don’t mind, I’m enjoying the view and all, but I wish it were a bit closer. At this point somebody there informed me of her previous employment/occupation.
She comes back to the table, and I ask her why she’d ask me to join her for a drink, then proceed to show everybody else her (fill in blanks), I’d enjoy it much more if she was closer when she was flashing. She replied by saying she was hoping to give me a private showing. I ask when that would be, and she just says something about how she thinks I’m cute, but that she doesn’t want anything serious, she just wants to have fun. I answer just saying “I get your number tonight then right?” and she says yes. For the record that’s the only thing I left with.
So I pose this question; if I’m not looking for strippers, how do I still attract them so feverishly?
Not to mention girl 5 is four years my senior.