(This is sort of long...but it's a good read if you have the time).
I've always told myself I would never meet a custie OTC, but I made an exception. And now I totally regret it.
This guy is younger, 32 (I'm 22), pretty attractive, and really really sweet. We had a lot in common and had really good conversations at the club. For the first 6 months of knowing him, he would come in every week or two, sometimes more, and spend between $150-600 on me.
Gradually, he started coming in and just talked to me. He didn't get dances with me or anyone else. He would come up and tip sometimes. I was kind of bummed he wasn't spending money anymore, but he was really fun to talk to.
One night, he poured his heart out to me, saying he was done with strip clubs and needed to stay away from them. He suggested that we go to this coffee shop and see this jazz band, blah blah. So I agreed and took his number(STUPID!!).
We got along really well and started hanging out more. He took me to dinner, bars, shopping...this went on for about a month and a half, but it was strictly platonic. I let him know that I wasn't looking for a relationship, and that he was not to kiss me.
It was almost like it happened overnight, but he became very clingy. He wanted to see me every day. He was insecure. He would call me and leave me voice mails if I didn't respond to his text messages right away. He wanted to drop me off and pick me up from work. He would text me just minutes after he saw me, telling me things like leaving me is like leaving the Sistine Chapel, weird shit like that...
He would text me when I was hanging out with friends saying that he was bored, had nothing to do, and would wait for me until I was done being with my friends to see me. Ugh.
So now he was really started to get on my nerves. I canceled a date with him so I could spend time with my family. When I got home, I found a rose sitting on my front porch, which was from him. He text me, saying he was planning to kiss me on our date.
I couldn't handle it anymore. I began to distance myself from him, not responding to his texts as quickly or as often, until one day I told him (in a text) that I couldn't see him anymore because it was apparent that wanted different things.
Then he got REALLY weird. He would text me asking if he could come over and watch TV. He said he wouldn't even say anything, he just wanted to sit next to me(!!!).
After that didn't work, he would text me saying he really wanted to talk about it(whatever "it" was), but I told him that I already took my position on the situation, and to please stop contacting me.
But he persisted. And I ignored. Then one day, he showed up at my work. I didn't think this was appropriate at all, especially considering he said he was done with clubs and I told him to stop contacting me. He sat in the corner for most of the time, and then had the nerve to come up to me while I was hustling a group of guys. He said "Can we talk for a minute?" I said no, to which he replied, "Will you please just talk to me?" I turned around to look at him and said, "I am at work," and went back to my business. Then he left.
He drunk called me a few times after that, leaving me some lengthy voice mails. Then, about 2 weeks ago, 2 months after his last visit to the club, he shows up. When I got on stage, he left me a $20 and went over in the corner, staying there the rest of the night, where he passed out.
The following week, he came in again, but completely ignored me this time. And finally, just this past weekend, he came in again. He didn't talk to me until the very end of the night, he came up to the spot where a dancer and I were sitting and very abruptly said, "Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" I replied with a no..and then he raised his voice, "This is fucking ridiculous. I just wanted to come in and see you and wish you a happy fucking birthday, but whatever." And then he stormed off in a rage. He then left me several text messages asking why we couldn't be cool, as well as a long, drunken voice mail.
I don't know what to do now. I just want him to leave me alone. I've told him to leave me alone. I'm afraid to be home by myself.
I can't exactly tell the manager the situation because I would probably get in trouble. All I know is that I really, really regret my decision to meet a custie OTC, and I hope that none of you end up in my situation.





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