So, somehow managed to squeeze $600 out of this weekend at the club, but it was definitely a lot of pulling teeth.
One of the worst weekends ever in fact. And the weekend I decide to quit smoking (brilliant).
Ive been stripping for about a year and a half, so im fairly confident, dont let what dudes say to me faze me, etc. You eventually just learn to let that kind of stuff roll off your back.
But we have a lot of baby strippers who HAVENT learned how to do that yet, and last nights crowd was legitimately some of the most awful people I’ve ever met. They were almost cruel, I had baby strippers crying in my lap, even my best friend who’s also a pro couldn’t help but get beat down.
If you’re the kind of dude who feels better about himself by making strippers, aka young women, cry over the truly awful shit that flies out of your mouth, there is a special place in hell for you dicks. I might not like all the girls I work with, but I damn well won’t stand by while they breakdown over a fat, balding middle aged piece of shit.
Love you ladies. Fuck em. Make money.