Ugh I had a very frustrating experience with this last night at work. Luckily I was in a decent mood, or I would have been even more offended and P.O.'d than I was...
There was this goofy, somewhat young(I'm guess he was between 30-35) customer at my club last night. He was obviously intoxicated, dancing around to the music, being weird, but he did flash me a big wad of money that he had. So that's the only reason I tolerated him. He asked me for a lapdance, and I agreed. Hey he was kooky and weird, but he was decently cute and (more importantly) he had money.
NOTE: At my club, the bartenders and waitresses are allowed to do lapdances at our discretion, as long as they are done in the VIP lapdance rooms and as long as the customers ask US(we're not allowed to solicit dances, because that would be stealing the thunder from the dancers). So that's why I was able to do a lapdance.
Once we're back in the lapdance room, I close my eyes for an instant as I'm giving him the dance, and that quickly he puts his hand up literally right underneath my nostrils and I smell something kinda chalky, so I open my eyes and he has all this coke all over his hand!!!WTF??! Being the straight-edge person that I am, I impulsively flip out, yelping "hey! stop that!" and pushing his hand away. As a result, some of the coke sprayed all over his sweater vest. I also turned my head to the side and blew out of my nose in an effort to get any possible microscopic coke particles out. He apologized and quickly put it away, promising to be good behaved from now on, but said, "But I thought this was why you brought me back here?" even though HE asked ME for the dance.
I said in a flirty voice, trying to change the subject, "No, I brought you back here so I could show off my boobs to you" as I'm fondling my own boobs. That worked like a charm and got his mind off coke(but then he kept trying to slobber all over my boobs, which was also quite annoying).
WTF? I have no respect for hard drug users, so that irked me that he tried to do that. If I want to fail a drug test, I'd like to have the fun of voluntarily choosing to do it, not have someone literally try to shove it up my nose. I don't want customers trying to figuratively "rape" me with coke. And what if someone had glimpsed the incident and gotten the wrong idea?...then I woulda gotten in God knows how much trouble for something I didn't even intend to do. Ugh.
I immediately ran up to the manager and told him what happened. Luckily the manager eventually kicked the guy out, but it took a few hours to do so(my manager is laidback, but a little TOO laidback to the point that he lets bad customers linger around longer than they should). It was an ironic twist of fate when my friend/fuck-buddy, who works as a COP in Philly, showed up with his buddies at my work later that same night LOL. I only wish my friend was on duty so that he coulda arrested and taken away the weirdo. He saw the cokehead and thought he was completely off his rocker(especially since the cokehead kept trying to pull me away from my cop friend when I was talking to him). Ah well.


WTF??! Being the straight-edge person that I am, I impulsively flip out, yelping "hey! stop that!" and pushing his hand away. As a result, some of the coke sprayed all over his sweater vest. I also turned my head to the side and blew out of my nose in an effort to get any possible microscopic coke particles out. He apologized and quickly put it away, promising to be good behaved from now on, but said, "But I thought this was why you brought me back here?" even though HE asked ME for the dance.
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though i guess sticking his hand up your nose isnt really tricking you. most cokeheads i know wont WANT to share/waste their drugs. much less on someone who might not want it.

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