Sometimes a customer can be so rude, condescending, dismissive, and abusive that I can't help but put him in his place. I insult them completely, shatter the delicate fantasy the club and a polite dancer creates, and I doubt they ever look at strippers the same way again.
I really need to stop doing this, because I'm sure other girls could make money off these guys.
5 vodka tonics + 1 abusive fat balding prick telling me I'm not hot enough to dance for him = one pissed off stripper.
For example, the following scenarios have happened countless times.
Me: "Hi, the waitress told us you wanted me and my friend to stop by"
Friend: "Would you like some company?"
Douchebag: "Yea, we want her (points to my friend), but not you."
or
Me: "Hi, would you like some company?"
Douchebag: "Sure!"
(meaningless chatter for a song or so)
Me: "Would you like me to get naked for you?"
Douchebag "Nah, I'm not interested in you"
In both scenarios, I usually have one of two reactions. #1: I'm either exceedingly patient and simply excuse myself or #2. I burn their universe and let them know that none of the girls here would ever even fart their way if it were not for the promise of money, but usually in less kind words.
I'm not a bad looking girl. Let's not hate, most strippers are really pretty. I think guys get skewed because there are SO MANY gorgeous girls in one club, they think a dance from a girl who's their idea of a 8 isn't good enough. They will only pay for a 10. They'd probably shit their pants over the 8 in real life. Their wives and girlfriends who put up with them are probably 4's, if they have anyone at all. I'm not model hot, but I'm really cute and I can say without ego that I'm often one of the funniest, most intelligent, and well spoken girls in the club. I'm often the top earner when I find someone who's looking for more than an emotionless dance from a bored girl doing her best impersonation of a fembot.
Why do guys have to say the shit they do?! Why can't they just say "No, thanks". What's so hard about that?!
I guess some think we're worthless whores, and will only tolerate pristine quality whores for their sophisticated, discriminating tastes. Work is like a dog show, with men sizing us up like we're different breeds of an animal and not humans. I half expect them to check my teeth before they let me dance around for their pleasure for a measly sum of money. It's like begging with your body.



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