Thursday, February 17, 2011

How Much For A Blow Job???

are you fucking kidding me? lol... the stripping industry has definitely changed... i've been back 3 nights now and i cannot even begin to believe how guys actually think they're gonna get more than just a dance from me... saturday night i had a guy kicked out because he whipped his junk out right in the middle of the lap dance room... seriously? 20 fucking dollars and you think i'm gonna do what?  yeah no.  monday night just sucked because there were no customers... but last night... this asshole reallllllly takes the cake...

he walks in the door a little after midnight and i was on stage... i see that he's giving the door girl a hard time about something and she goes to get the manager... apparently he flashed her a badge and said "waive the fee"  what a dick... i get off stage and avoid this dude like the plague... a little while goes by and he's sitting at the stage with his feet up on a chair... who does that??? so i went over to him and sat down... he puts his hand on my thigh rubs it up and down and THEN asks is he can touch me there... i called him out on how it's not cool to do what you want then ask... this made him instantly attracted to me for some odd odd reason... so i ended the convo as quickly as possible and went to sit with a regular customer all the way across the club... i was talking to "regular customer" (who also happens to be a customer at the cleaners and insists on talking about wil EVERY FUCKING TIME WE'RE IN THE LAP DANCE ROOM) a few minutes goes by and the asshole from the stage walks all the way over to me interrupts our convo and all smug says "i see that you're cheating on me" and walks away... what a fucking jerkoff... in 8 years i've never experience a dude who is so full of himself that he would find this acceptable behavior... at this point i decided that i would not be giving him a lapdance...

30 minutes goes by and i go on stage again... i danced for almost everyone sitting at the stage and i made my way over to asshole... he does that thing where he takes his money out of his pocket and goes through it real slow all the 20s 10s 5s... got me thinking he's gonna give me a good tip... gives me a fucking dollar... cheap asshole... i moved over to the guys next to him and as i'm right in the middle of a performance asshole interrups me AGAIN!  asks me if my boobs are real.... well they ain't fucking imaginary... i HATE assholes...

got off stage did a few dances and the only guy left to ask was asshole... i walked up to him and told him i'd ask him for a dance but i wasn't sure he'd behave himself... he agreed.  said i was to beautiful and blah blah blah... now don't get my wrong i love love LOVE hearing that but for some reason this guy just couldn't give a compliment without sounding like an.... asshole.... at the end of the night i took him in the back anyway...

he sits in the back corner of the room so he can "see everything going on in the room"  i get on top of him and the first words out of his mouth in a room full of people and not even at a whisper are "how much for a blow job?"  ughhhhhhhh......... "we don't do that here" i say to him... "well what are you doing for the next few hours?"  hahahahhahahahhahaha.... i hate when dances go that route cuz instead of the guy enjoying it it's like a 4 minute argument... "i'm going home and going to bed" i said... i was so fucking happy when that was over with... but at least i got his money...

and now a little reward for sitting through my stripper rant....
boobies!!! lol 

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