Ok..so my club hasnt been a bonanza of cash lately....but shit like this is why I stay:
Let me start by saying I danced for a guy from Trinidad who would NOT behave. Grabby, licky...etc..etc....and this is during the 3 for $30 for christs sake.
I am facing away from him, on his lap and he tries to reach around and grab my croth. I tell him NO...bad boy. He stops. Then a few secnds later...does it again...I tell hm I will hurt him is he tries it a third time. Meanwhile I reach behind me, discover he is wearing a belt. I take the belt off and fold it...hoplding it high over my head and cracking it. Tellin him I WILL harm him if he tries again.
He does, Being faster then him(because he=drunk and stupid ...me =sober and pissed) crack his hand with his belt, HARD. He yells OW. I said " I TOLD you to behave.....now you get hurt when you dont"
Bouncer checks in when he hears the crack and OW..sees it isnt me in troube and smiles and walks away.(and all other girls dacing around that can see are laughing their asses off as are their custies.....now I'm a show)
I get up, stand facing away from him for a second shaking my ass..blah blah.
I turn around...He has pulled down the front of his pants so his whole dick is hanging out. I step back, belt in hand. "What did I JUST fucking tell you about behaving yourself??? What part of your sad ass junk on display makes you thing youare behaving???"
HE says.."can you just touch it??"
NOW I'm fucking PISSED. Yeah sure...I can tough It....WITH YOUR BELT. I wind up and crack him as had as I can ON his exposed dick with his own belt. He bends over and cringes inpain. "you're mean...." he says. "And you are a cheap ass pervert pissing off a chick with a weapon...your point is??"
HE BOUGHT ANOTHER DANCE.
I cracked him a cpl more times in the dick and or balls. And I'm not talking funny girly barely touching him kind of shit....he had WELTS ON HIS DICK.
He gets up...slowly....pays me..TIPS me..and tells me he wants to fuck me. Uh huh.... I told him 1)no way in hell and 2) he couldnt fuck anyone with the welted dick I've just given him.
His friends(who I HAD been sitting with and were totally cool and asked that I take him back because It's his birthday this week or some crap) are there when I come out..he is not....They ask what happened. I tell story above. they fall on their knees apologizing for his horrible disrepectful behavior ad say they will take him out and come back to see me again without him
I told this story JUST to show what mood I was in.
I go on stage right after this. Nobody is tipping...I think I make $5 on stage. After stage, we are suppposed to walk the bar for tips. I walk the bar...there are about 5 guys at the bar. All tip but two. They are sitting there with NO drink and turn their heads when I get to them. Yeah...I AINT in the mood for this BS. I squat downa nd say...very politely that it is customary if you sit at the bar or stage that you tip the girls who come by. And that there are two very comfy cushy chairs about an inch away if they'd prefer to sit there where nobody will bother them for tiips. They say "I dont see anyone fighting for these seats so we'll stay here...go fuck yourself."
Uh huh
really
Ok
I get off the bar ..theres a group Ive been talking to on the other VIP side of the bar..they see I"m PISSED when i get down and ask whats wrong. One of the guys and one of the girls are from Jersey. They say.....WITH me...NEVER PISS OFF A JERSEY GIRL. They ask what they can do to help get back at them. I tell them it wont be necessary for them to get in trouble...those guys are going to be leaving.
I call the bartender over and ask if those two guys have been tipping her well( I wont fuck her out of money no matter how pissed I am..I like her). she says they arent ordering any drinks and have tipped her jack squat.
Ok...they arent buying drinks, they arent tipping the bartender nad they are telling the dancers to go fuck themselves. NOTHING redeeming about these two.
I call Ken(our manager) over and tell him the deal. That they arent tippping the dancers or Lisa(the bartender) and told me to go fuck myself. He gets all stone faced.."They SAID that to you". "yep'
Our manager is a fairly large intimidating looking guy when he wants to be...the two baller-wanna-bvees are ....NOT. He goes over to the two guys...I go sit with my Jersey peeps who are watching intently. Whatever they said back to him was apparently NOT acceptable(LOL....go figure!) so he grabs them both by the back of the neck and THROWS them out of the club. The people I am sitting with cheer loudly and scream "DONT FUCK WITH A JERSEY GIRL"
Now I am laughing hysterically.
Manager wanders back a few minutes later to see if they needed anything(since these were VIP customers I was sitting with). I take him aside and slip him a tip. He honestly looks confused..."whats this for??" "For getting rid of the jackasses at the bar....I VERY much appreciated it!!" He blushes and accepts saying he;'s hapy to help anytime.
and the bartender thanked me for getting rid of them too.
After working at SO many clubs down here where the customers word is gold NO MATTER WHAT....it means the WORLD to me that my staff ALWAYS has my back


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He SOOOO needs it after 15 months in that giant, blistering litter box filled with nothing but women wearing blankets and slim-pickens of those U.S. girls in the military. 
We're fun... but respectful... period. 
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