reply to post by Brad-H
Just going to tell you honestly I was the same way and hated it. I went to an all boys catholic high school and really did not know how to talk to
girls. I too would have rather spent the night at home with the same thing - snuck it in too! - but it bothered me. I was a young man, I had
defeated my being overweight during earlier years.
To top it off I had a job - printer - that kept me locked in a windowless basement all day. One day I lost my job - Illinois patronage job, and one
that was gotten for me - so I looked around for something I had always wanted to do. At the time Cheers was very popular on T.V. I became a
Suddenly, I was in charge in the bar. To be fair, I picked a singles bar in which you usually were not the only bartender. and since I had lied and
created my past experience this last came in handy when I got a drink I had not learned yet.
It was the best thing I ever did. Suddenly there was no shortage of female companionship - it was the eighties, nothing incurable had been rolled out
yet! - although I would say my motorcycle probably helped in this are. However soon, I wasn't so shy anymore.
Within a couple of years I came to a point where I needed a roommate. I put an add in the paper and one of the guys who DJ at another local bar
wanted to move in. He was from upstate and when I would get off work - 1 o'clock bar - I would go to his - 3 o'clock bar - and listen/watch him work.
He got more women than I did! Of course he looked like he just stepped off a chippendale calender, but who was paying attention to details?
Eventually I worked my nerve up to apply to be a DJ at another club. I had moved to Rockford IL by that time and the Main Event - A Chicago Bears
investment - was my new employment. I was a terrible DJ, but after working at it got better. So much better that eventually I found myself working
in Milwaukee full time. My shyness was nearly completely dead and vanquished.
One day i had heard at my second job that a friend of mine had been moved from Chicago to Memphis to take over the Air Freight company's terminal
there. He needed help. I had heard about the strip clubs in Memphis from other truckers so I jumped at the transfer. It wasn't long before i had a
job DJing. In fact my first night was Dec 31 and I spent it DJing for nekkid girls while using my cell phone to verify that some equipment needed in
a gold mine in AZ made it's connecting flight in Paris. And my daddy had said I would never amount to anything!
I knew that I was doing something many men would give their eye teeth to experience, if only...
At first I sucked as a DJ as the shake joint biz is different than the meat market biz, much more talking and flash involved. However eventually I
got good and was working at one of the top clubs in Memphis. To this day I have a friend from there who now runs a bar of the same sort in Portland
Maine. I have a standing invitation to come there and start work, but at 53 I doubt I ever will. Still, while DJing in Memphis my income would at
times average $300 a night in tips. And there were down sides to all this.
In Memphis your job doesn't last very long, so you are constantly moving from one bar to the next, so I started making leather bondage equipment in my
spare time. When I would get replaced I would just sell more leather. You know, spike collars and whips and restraints and such. The girls would
buy it up for the stage, and other things, and I would get to visit the different dressing rooms in town. Before long invariably one manager would
say; "Hay man, are you working right now?" And I would have my next job, though I had learned by this time to look like I was hesitant to take the
But the moral of the story is that I am no longer shy in the least. I have confidence on microphones in front of large audiences and have even been
on T.V. several times without batting an eye. But most important I can now talk to girls without getting choked up, or wondering what to say etc.
Anyway, that is how I did it. Hope this helps you in some way as I know what you are going through. One word of caution though, should you decide to
go this route; It was pretty scary in the beginning.
Edit; Just read the rest of the replies. I did mine out of will, not by becoming a quitter. The unmentionable here only wins if you let it. It is
still my friend, while conformity has never been. Or to quote Cartman; "I do what I want. It's my hot body!"
BTW I now live in a Washingtron
State - a green State!
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