Freaking Frak! (my new word lol) I'm so mad at myself. The other night while at work I met the most awesome guy. He was from out of town, and comes to my state one week a month to check on his business. Anyways, It was dead slow at work and so I decided to have a drink with him. Every drink he got, he tipped me the remaining change (usually $5-$20)
Anyway, we broached the subject of dancing and he wasn't interested in them. But, he understood that I had to work and make money. I did the "oh I like you and I dont wanna leave to talk to those guys" spiel. He's like oh well how much to get you to say.
Shit, I dunno if it was the alchohol talking or what but I said some dumb ass line like, "oh It would be like $1,000 for the hour" We both laughed but shit, he pulled out his wallet, and was like, "yea I think I got that" full of hundreds
Somehow I got off subject and we started talking about this restaurant we both happen to love. After a while I told him I had to go get a dance from someone (it's kinda mandatory to walk around during the special) so I did. I picked a guy out who bought like 4 dances straight, but when I came back my out of town guy was gone. I'm a loser..




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When I'm getting paid, I think of the bills I'm paying, the savings I need to protect myself in this dis-loyal world. Think of that and you'll feel no fear. Oh, and always bang that out (taking money) in the begining. Don't wait and keep talkking and let the subject drift. FUCK THAT!!! Getcher money, honey! Play on, playa!

that's what keeps me at it too.

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