True story. I will avoid names and relationships to not identify anybody. Don't expect any kind of shocking punchline or anything, it is just a bit interesting.

Someone I knew who was quite smart (Alan) had a friend who was very athletic and fit (they knew each other from gymnastics class) but not smart and was failing his college classes (Glenn). So Glenn asked Alan for advice and after brainstorming and ruling out things like being a professional baseball player (Glenn had flat feet and wasn't even in the A leagues yet), Alan decided Glenn would be much more successful if he dropped out of college and became a male stripper. Glenn respected Alan a lot and took this advice.

At first he was quite happy with this situation. He was making more money than ever before, he had copious opportunities with girls who would privately proposition him (some of which he took up) and generally felt he had found a career that suited his skillset.

But it turns out that whenever there is a bachelorette party, there is a bachelor, usually with several big burly buddies.  And sometimes they would show up violently enraged and beat the shit out of Glenn. He was pushed out of a 2 story window (through glass), kicked on the ground cowering under a pickup truck, and beaten to a pulp landing him in the hospital.

So he quit being a male stripper.

I don't know what he did with his life after that.

No, I am not Alan. No, I am not Glenn. Those were bad guesses.