So, I've noticed my life changing the more and more I've become aware of and incorporated game principles into my life (big ups, Roosh!). Now it's getting to the point where a lot of other people are noticing too- which is nice, but not my goal at all.
So then, as the thread title says, something happened that shook me up a little. A little backstory:
I work at a club. I've worked there for a long time, promoting, djing, setup/cleanup, bartending- doing whatever comes along. The money isn't bad and it's a place I'd like to be at anyway- not to mention the passive pussy and socializing- so it's been pretty gravy. Recently I was given my own Karaoke night, and the whole thing is starting to blow up. The owners of the club even noticed, after probably a year of me sticking to the shadows. This week, as I was pouring drinks for some of my best clients, a dark figure saddles downstairs from the smoky haze of the backroom poker game...
We'll call this man K. K is a proper, middle-aged black man, who is a prominent businessman in my area, descended from money. He begins conversation (dare I fucking say opens) by saying "Damn son. You handsome." I'm a little taken aback, but he owns the club and it's in front of clients, so I flash a winning smile and say "Well, thank you." He then pushed more and says "Are you gay?"
I've never gotten this before, although it seems I get hit on by guys a lot. With a little thinly veiled disgust, I reply "No sir." He then proceeds to go on in conversation and offer me an amount of money I can't fathom (low 4 figures) A WEEK to be his "boy toy," i.e. just "hang out nekkid" and "not do nothin gay." Obviously I said no, but... What the fuck? Has this ever happened to you?
I can kind of see why girls are such whores- if he was a fat/ugly bitch I would've dove in so deep you couldn't see my feet anymore.
So then, as the thread title says, something happened that shook me up a little. A little backstory:
I work at a club. I've worked there for a long time, promoting, djing, setup/cleanup, bartending- doing whatever comes along. The money isn't bad and it's a place I'd like to be at anyway- not to mention the passive pussy and socializing- so it's been pretty gravy. Recently I was given my own Karaoke night, and the whole thing is starting to blow up. The owners of the club even noticed, after probably a year of me sticking to the shadows. This week, as I was pouring drinks for some of my best clients, a dark figure saddles downstairs from the smoky haze of the backroom poker game...
We'll call this man K. K is a proper, middle-aged black man, who is a prominent businessman in my area, descended from money. He begins conversation (dare I fucking say opens) by saying "Damn son. You handsome." I'm a little taken aback, but he owns the club and it's in front of clients, so I flash a winning smile and say "Well, thank you." He then pushed more and says "Are you gay?"
I've never gotten this before, although it seems I get hit on by guys a lot. With a little thinly veiled disgust, I reply "No sir." He then proceeds to go on in conversation and offer me an amount of money I can't fathom (low 4 figures) A WEEK to be his "boy toy," i.e. just "hang out nekkid" and "not do nothin gay." Obviously I said no, but... What the fuck? Has this ever happened to you?
I can kind of see why girls are such whores- if he was a fat/ugly bitch I would've dove in so deep you couldn't see my feet anymore.