Most social constructions have three main players: the pimp, the trick, and the ho. The nightlife industry is no different, being it exists solely for single men to get laid and businessmen to get paid. The owners (pimps) make most of their money from desperate guys (tricks) who come to clubs to hit on girls (ho’s). Everything that a bar does – ladies night, happy hour, special events – is simply to attract paying male customers, who sustain the complex by stuffing cash in the owners pockets. You know that $8 rail vodka tonic you just bought? The whole bottle of vodka it came from cost just $4. All a pimp has to do to get paying tricks is attract ho’s to the club.
The reason I pay high drink prices is to be around women, and for no other reason. While I’d like to say I go out to “hang out” with friends, I could easily do that at home with liquor, music, and dim lighting. Ladies go out for a slightly different reason: to “dance”. Of course anyone can dance at home, but I’m told it’s more fun to shake you ass when guys are watching.
A slight identity crisis occurs when you have guys who flaunt their supposed VIP club status. These guys think they are special because they get into the smallest room in the club, but at the end of the night who do you think goes to bed a little richer? The pimp introduces his best tricks to girls at the club so he’ll return to spend hundreds more at that table. It’s all about money, done through a fog of sexy women and alcohol.