Dancing Out Of Town : Strippers Giving Head On The Dance Floor?

 

I met a really nice person a few weeks ago and he asked me a really confusing question. The question was basically “What’s more important? Respect or money?” This question was confusing to me because I guess I assume everybody thinks I don’t respect myself since I’m a dancer, but the longer I dance the more I see crazy things. It was his first time coming to a strip club and he even has a daughter that’s a little older than me which kind of freaked him out I think, because I guess that’s still his baby or something. Although my dad and I don’t really have that type of relationship I guess I can imagine the feeling, but I’ve dated a guy his age that I actually liked so it really wasn’t that far fetched for me. I always like to think I’m a classy dancer and I respect myself and my I was right! lol

As you know my cash cow club got closed down. This totally blindsided me because I was working there one week, sick the next week and when I got back to work everything just happened within the course of two days. The last day my club was open I met a girl and we went out to eat with some guys. I don’t know this girl very well, but she’s 21, living in a hotel and her boyfriend is in jail. None the less I still thought this was a nice girl because I like to think the best of people and our club did just get shut down so I was just networking a bit I guess, but that’s not really how this industry works unless you’re talking about men and I’m not really on that wave right now. The day after our club closed down the girl told me one of her sugar daddies could pull some string and get us hired at this club in Orlando because his friend is a promoter and her was throwing a huge party. What a f*cking joke. I paid my way to Orlando and we went in on the room plus we have amazing room service which is a plus because I’m eating and drinking these people out of house and home haha. Her sugar daddy who really isn’t much of a sugar daddy to me has his two friends (one of which is the promoter and the other is a fake a** music producer) picking us up and driving us around and it seems like they want some sort of free entertainment from us. We got to Orlando on Thursday night and they tried to chill in our room, but we kicked them out. Then they called us talking about they wanted to have a private party, but got offended when we asked about money. Look I know men think they can have what they want, but I just came from Atlanta to Orlando on MY OWN DIME so of course I’m going to ask for money. We ended up not doing that and they even tried to threatened not to let us work the next day if we didn’t apologize for dissing them. That was another red flag and also some b*tch sh*t. Your ego must be really fragile of your begging from apologies from women that you don’t even know.

Now the day of Friday which id the day of this big party. The party flopped and was basically some bull sh*t. The promoter guy came to the room to pick us up and he was still talking about some private dance bs and wouldn’t say anything about money which pissed me the f*ck off. I came down here to make money, not to be your personal entertainment. He was super thirsty and even went to go buy us a bottle in an attempt to get us drunk which didn’t happen. The fake producer was telling us stories about how he had sex in a strip club and I really didn’t care to hear any of that, because I honestly didn’t think those kinds of things happened as much as they do. The girl I came with even told me that she’s done it before I guess because she liked the guy, but at the end of the day he played her and treated her like the whore she was acting like. She said he started taking other girls to VIP lol. Duh you had to know that was going to happen, but I’ll drink to being young and dumb also. I think having sex in a strip club is beyond dumb tho so we won’t be drinking to that. The house mom is this Orlando club is totally killing my vibe just being a b*tch to me also and I basically paid that b*tch dust and got the promoter on her. At least he was good for free liquor, house fees and food, but it really wasn’t worth the trouble.

Now here comes the respect or money lesson I learned. After we left the first club we went to an illegal strip club which people call “After Hours”. We also have these places in Atlanta and they basically stay open wayyyy past hours of legal clubs. The place we were at yesterday didn’t close until 5 in the morning and all other clubs close at 2. I was super sleepy at this point, but this girl I came with is drunk and I guess she’s still motivated to make some money because that’s what she kept saying. I get in this place and this is a cheating husband’s dream. These girls are wild and nasty beyond belief. I saw this girl sucking a guy’s dick right on the dance floor and he looked completely disgusting himself. He was also finger f*cking her, but at the same time  he was throwing money on her, but it d*mn sure wasn’t enough money for me. I’m sitting behind the dj booth just trying to figure out just how I got in this exact moment in time. I absolutely couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The promoter guy had a lot of money in his hand that I thought he was going to spend, but he was just “selling ones” ugh this guy is broke and annoying and looking for any sloppy hustle he can get his hands on. He also had a car full of fake designer bags which was very tacky to me also oh and did I tell you guys he was wearing windbreaker pants, a graphic t-shirt that said “My dreams end yours”, Nike flip flops with socks, cornrows and gold teeth to match the ensemble. At this point I realize I’m a bit too classy to be in this situation. The girl I’m with is poppin pussy on a handstand in a chair while some people are recording her and I’m still sitting back watching this train wreck of a night. I even pulled out my phone to write some notes about how unbelievable all of this was. This is turning out to be a cheap vacation and there’s not even a beach near by so I’m not really considering this a vacation. It was supposed to be a PAYCATION in the first place. This really put a bad taste in my mouth about traveling.

I learned a lot about my self from this trip. I learned that I do have respect for myself and I am the type of person who likes to work in respectable places. I also learned that there are many types of strippers and this life can take you down a crazy road if you’re not always in complete control of the situations you put yourself in. I’m still in shock I saw a girl sucking dick on a random thug for a few dollars yuck I’m so disgusted. This girl had to make $400 in all, bust she was being recorded and there were also other girls doing crazy things like giving each other head and being recorded too. $400 for me is a REGULAR day for me. I feel like you’re already getting naked so what’s the point for all the extra theatrics? The club was a ghetto hole in the wall and the after hours spot was even more dirty and disgusting and I’m just not that type of person. As a stripper I sell a fantasy, but once you put a price tag on your vagina the fantasy is over and the money stops. I know all men want easy and cheap sex, but as a man I wouldn’t even want something that disgusting, cheap and easy. That’s why the type of men I make money from know their getting quality companionship and not just a cheap slut that will suck them off at the end of the night and I’m more than happy to be that way. I may not make money 100% of the time, but when I do make money I know that I didn’t degrade myself. I actually have nothing against men that buy sex, but I would never date a man who admitted to buying it just like men would never date a woman selling it.

Today is Saturday and I guess the girl may want to go back to the club and make some money, but I’m done with this crazy sh*t. I want to go back to Atlanta and make guaranteed classy money and the next time I go out of town I will only go to clubs with more quality clientele. This sh*t was crazy and I’m just over it.

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My First Day Back Stripping Since The Flu

Ok I was going to try and sugar coat it for you guys but everything is f*cked up! So there are a bunch of little suburban cities outside of Atlanta. If you are familiar with Atlanta then you know about Doraville and that is the city that my good money club is in. So when I got to work I was the first one there on the morning shift and my manager said he had to talk to me and I though he had caught me pouring my own drank from my bag, but no something worse has happened! My club is in fact in a court battle with the city of Doraville and we cannot get nude at the club anymore! Ugh today was a weird and slow day. I actually made no money and I just don’t know what is going to happen. This is exactly why I don’t believe in working in one club and having multiple clubs to work at. Just when I though I had found my gold mine this happens. This is the craziest thing I have ever heard of in Atlanta.  So basically the club is in a court battle with the city and while the club is in court we can no longer get nude in the club at all, or even wear g-strings. In addition we also have to wear pasties when we are topless. This definitely will affect the business of the club and I spoke with girls who have been dancing at this club for almost 10 years and they said this is the first time they have ever seen anything like this happen. I can’t believe this is happening either, but this isn’t the first time I’ve had to deal with change so I will adjust. A girl that I work with called the manager and he said there were 2 people there and NO girls. That’s ridiculous. I’m ready to find a new cash cow I guess this is the fun of it all. Its crazy how you can go to sleep one day and everything is normal and when you wake up the next day everything has changed overnight in the blink of an eye. I thought catching this mysterious flu was crazy, but I would have never predicted this would have happened.

Like Only Men and Boring Married Women Thinks Strippers Really Love Dancing

Don’t get me wrong its cool and all, but as smart as I am why the f*ck would I get up most days of my life and dance, and yes I could go straight through school and do all that fancy sh*t, but that’s not the way my life was set up. You know being a black woman in America and shit. I know I’m a fun person and I make the best of all this craziness in my life, but I kind of find it a little insulting when people who really know me think its cool that I dance like yuck. In my mind that’s like Beyonce going to her family reunion and her family like totally fanning out over her instead of just asking her how she’s really feeling. Leave all the fantasy up to the strangers I’m sure Beyonce loves being called a singer, but she doesn’t want to be called dumb because all she does is run around on stage in a leotard. Men really want to think that strippers jut get out of bed every morning and like we’re f*cking Snow White feeling overjoyed and whole about being a stripper. I think I’m at that desensitized part of stripping where I kind of look at all men the same even the ones who I know well. I also know some really good men, but I even give them the side eye.

Then there’s the boring married women (there are non-boring ones) who get on my nerves. They think every stripper is the blame for their man not acting right or coming home. Girl don’t blame the strippers because you’re man is acting up. As a stripper I care more about my bills being paid then I do your husband. Moreover I don’t are if your husband or a single man pays my rent as long as it gets paid, and if you have a problem with him going to the strip club then that sounds like a personal problem. If you want to divorce him then do that and then you’ll have the freedom to also be a stripper lol.

Lastly I’m not a stripper because I love it and I don’t think any stripper is. We may be good at what we do, but if we weren’t then we wouldn’t make any money duh. Also as a stripper there are a lot of things we deal with that are just annoying, but its not my job to tell you how annoyed I am. It is my job however to show you a good time I guess and I actually like to have a good time while I’m doing that and I don’t want some dummy constantly reminding me that I’ma stripper as if I already don’t know that. If you go to a strip club asking the strippers if they love being strippers then you need to get your emotions in check and stop looking for some wonder woman, because any woman that tells you yes is the woman that’s probably gonna have all the money in you wallet my the end of the night and a couple dollars from your bank account too.

The Reality Television Curse and Illuminati Puppets

So everyone who has ever met me knows  I’m the size of Nicole Richie with a personality that’s larger than life. From being in the modeling and television industry I do have a few connections with casting directors and things like that even though I’ve put that on the back burner for the most part. I did however receive an email informing that a major cable network is casting for a documentaries that includes strippers. I will insert the picture below of everything else they want. My ex really thought I would be some huge reality television star as well since I’ve already been on things you guys may not have even recognized me on. I’m actually not even old enough to be casted for this particular role, but there are many reasons why I wouldn’t want to do this and maybe a few why I would and I guess I’ll discuss it with my ex since ex since he’s like my Illuminati puppet handler haha. Ok one reason why I don’t want to do reality television and I choose to express myself this way is because I have complete control over how I am portrayed. I would hate for my life to come across in anyway that I don’t want it to come across and put things out into the world that I can never take back or show things that I can never unshow. Lol Ok I’m not sure if I mentioned this, but I’m even old enough to accept this role, but that’s neither here nor there to me. My mom totally just called me and kind of threw me off, but as I saying the only way I would do something like this is if I could express myself genuinely. Reality television also seems to taint careers and relationships heavily. I would hate to attract people into my life that are sneaky or lose good people who I truly love. There really was a time where I thought I really wanted to do famous and would do just about anything within reason to get there, but from living in Atlanta my whole life I grew to understand the fakery of it all and know that all money is not good money.  I do still enjoy the comedy and theatrics of reality television. At the end of the day you have to be careful with your reputation and be careful with your reputation.

Thank You To My Daddy For This Good White People Insurance, Diet Change, Work Out Change and Cleaning

So I would like to first of all thank my dad for this good white people insurance that allows my grown but not grown butt to go to the doctor for basically nothing. That’s all I really have to say about that because that all I have to say lol. Second of all since being sock I do not crave fast food and stuff like that at all right now nor do I ever really want to again. I’m really considering a vegetarian diet or something like that. Now I will also say if you are one of those kinds of people who feel like I owe you an explanation for using the word “diet” go f*ck yourself. Lastly this room that I moved in is HIGHLY dusty! The dust gave me an upper respiratory infection and is also triggering allergies. I already contacted the girl I rented the room from and told her to contact the landlord, and if the dust problem isn’t solved quickly then I will probably be moving again very soon because I can’t live with all this dust everywhere. I don’t mind cleaning the general room, but the vents in the room are just extremely dusty, dusty to the point where I covered them and the ceiling fan also has too much accumulated dust on them. I can already tell a difference in my breathing from when I was outside to when I came back into the house. I would hate to have to move again, but I also can’t continue to sleep in this dusty a** room and its a wonder I even recovered in here with all this dust falling everywhere. The person who stayed here before me was apparently some type of ninja slob and didn’t care but I’m a lady *flips hair* and I require cleaner living quarters. I kind of rushed into this situation because I was in a hurry to leave home, but since I paid a deposit if I choose to leave next month that rent is already taken care of and I haven’t signed a lease so I have no legal bindings. I would really prefer the landlord just clean all of the dust up because I really don’t want to move, but I will 🙂

The Most Boring Stripper Ever

I’m the most uninteresting stripper right now, but I literally feel like someone had taken a straw and sucked all of the energy from my body. The human body is an amazing specimen because I can tell I’m getting better even though I feel weak, but it’s like a good kind of weak. The receptionist told me that I’ve probably already shook whatever I had, but I just wanted to come. I don’t know why it takes us getting really sick to take better health of ourselves, but that’s normally what happens. My body is craving a lot of food right now and that’s not normal for me because I normally can go with one meal a day, but since I’ve been sick I reallllllllllly reallllllly miss good fresh food! I get nauseous by the thought of eating a little bit tho so I haven’t really been able to eat what I want. Maybe I need a few more days of rest and more fluids and I’ll be good. I also need a tuna sandwich in my life right now! 

My Life Is A Snotty Rag Of No Emotions At This Point

So I’m officially going to the doctor’s tomorrow and I’m just ready for this misery to be over. I’m ready to eat food again and I might even smoke a little weed. I also feel like I’m lacking emotion. That’s kind of ridiculous because during this exact time last year I was a 24/7 crying basket case. I go from that to watching all kinds of sad movies and listening to sad songs and nothing. Not a single tear. The one fake tear I squeezed out was after seeing a documentary on a beauty pageant in Brazil where a mom saw how beautiful her daughter was, and I really forced that one lmao. I used to really hate and regret behaving that way, but now looking back at it the only thing I regret is not directing that sorrow towards the man in my life. I felt like if I could numb my emotions I would be good and normal, but this actually feels really weird. The only reason why I’m not as emotional is indeed because I essentially no longer have that man in my life. It felt that way last year, but I think this year I owned myself a lot more in the relationship and I no longer allowed myself to be as vulnerable to him, because I felt very abandoned in the relationship. Even After I discussed all of this with him I still feel as if he didn’t understand of was either somehow not approving of my lifestyle even though he said he was. That’s fine, but now I’m kind of emotionless. After every heartbreak being emotionless sounded so great, but its actually really weird. I think I’m going to have a conversation with him about that, because I actually did text him and he didn’t text me back lol. I’m actually fine either way with that even though I would really prefer he texted me back because I do miss him and I want to feel again. On the other side I will also tell him that I feel he’s made me this emotionless person. I’ve had to guard myself in a relationship for so long I don’t even know how trust anyone, but if I wasn’t gonna trust anyone I’d want it to be him right now. The only thing that would probably bring my emotion back is being back with him and even then I know I’ll be guarded. At the same time I guess I’ll be fine without him because like I said I have no emotions right now.  I’m also terribly ill and I could give a f*ck less, but after my illness is gone I’d really appreciate it if my emotions would return 🙂

Lastly R.I.P. to Prince 

Sooooooo

As much as I preach about taking a break you would think I knew I had a FEVER! Oh my goodness I was trying to rush getting well and I honestly thought I had a common cold. I’ve been running around and probably making my fever worse. Since I thought I had a cold and not a fever I’ve been dressing warm and going shopping almost everyday. So today when I finally got a thermometer I had a fever of 103.5 lol. I actually thought this was so outrageous it was a little funny. I kind of suspected I could’ve had a fever, but I really wasn’t worried about it and I also think every time I left the house it got worse. I’m officially sick lol and stuck in the house until I guess I’m better. My mom is probably gonna take me to the doctor if it doesn’t get any better and we’re gonna use my dad’s good white people insurance lol. My fever has gone down after drinking alot of water, taking a cold shower and removing all of those hot clothes I’ve been wearing since Sunday. My fever is down as of right now, but I’ll see what its gonna be like in the morning. I absolutely cannot believe I have a fever like I’m 5 years old or something. I finally really understand that I have to take it super easy and be grateful that I save for rainy days so I don’t have to stress as much. My room is definitely a bio hazard right now tho, there’s dirty tissues everywhere, tons of disgusting everywhere. All I can do at this point is rest and I may go to the doctor on friday if I’m really not feeling much better. My fever is up and down and I just want all of this to go away, but I will continue to sleep in, stay cool and hydrated and everything like that. I may just end up going to the doctor to get some antibiotics to get rid of whatever this is my body’s trying to fight.

So Since You’re A Stripper Do You Party A Lot?

People ask me this all the time. I actually used to go so hard with the party lifestyle. I would spend a lor of time and money on outfits, hair, makeup, and drinks. I was partying out of control at those times and it definitely wasn’t a cute look for me at all. On top of all that it was a waste of time because I was just starting college, I also had to work and it was just a waste of time. Then I took a break from partying and got serious about some things and I was also in a very serious relationship that I was very happy to get out of lol. Ok so after that relationship I started working at Hooters and Hooter girls party soooo much I guess its apart of the job description. I had friends who had connections with every club promoter in the city and people who just wanted cute girls in their section and stuff like this. This was a different kind of partying for me, but I really was never phased by all of this because its not a real life. Then after I stopped being a Hooter Girl the man that I was in a relationship with had a very serious life and he didn’t have time for all that partying so I kind of stopped all of that. Kind of lol.

I think I tried to conform to this guy, but I never really did conform. I’ve always been the same person and I will always be me. I do miss him tho 😦 I have such a weird type its hard for me to find people I actually like. Ugh its not easy being green. Anyway now I’m a stripper and I’m not gonna say I’m completely done with the party lifestlyle, but I don’t party right now. I don’t have a lot of close friends and family in the city and I feel like if I’m going to be stripping then that’s kinda of something I should take advantage of as a financial opportunity to do something great which I have. I finally moved out of my family’s house which was very necessary for me and I may also be moving again in a few months. I’m also able to pay for real estate classes which is something that I may not have been able to do so quickly if I had a regular job.Stripping is also partying enough I guess. I drink at work and I smell all the weed I can 🙂 I just don’t have the time to party these days and my preference is going on dates. I absolutely love going on dates, getting dressed up a like its prom and just enjoying spending one on one time with someone. Clubbing is fine every once and a while,but I don’t prefer it for myself all the time anymore. I do enjoy working in the industry, but even that gets boring sometimes.

Stripper Sick Day 2 & 3

I knew I wasn’t going to work this morning which is my good shift, because of the type of clientele that comes in. I stayed in bed and ran  my humidifier to get to some relaxation. I wanted to go work a night shift, but I’m going to take this day  to run some errands. I have some flower seeds  that I would like to send my baby cousin who’s 8 years old I also have to send a thank you and gift card to a woman. I’m also going to do my laundry and frost my bathroom window since I’m feeling much much better.

When I got out of the bed I was completely lost  so I wrote a short agenda in my journal along with a work schedule for this week. After that I went to my favorite place in the world and that’s my favorite park. I really feel like the park gives me some sort of spiritual motivator since the nature is so beautiful and preserved there. I also emailed my career manager to have a meeting about beginning pre license courses for my real estate license. I’m going to meet with her this Wednesday April 20, 2016 and I plan to begin my course on April 25, 2016. A lot of you may wonder why I am so precise on the days I’m beginning and what the importance of these specific days are. These days are days that I planned week ago and I believe in sticking to some sort of schedule even if its stripping and the older I grow the more I learn the importance of starting somewhere, because many people say what they will do, but they never actually plan to begin the journey. You can want to to a million things, but if you have no plan to do it, then it may ever happen. I’m even guilty of this as I’m not perfect either.

I also frosted my bathroom window, but I’m not sure if I like it too much. I think I’m going to hand some plants in my bathroom, because I am not able to see through the window. I know I’m going to miss seeing through that window.

Now that I’ve frosted my window I have to go either go purchase 2 more cards, because I left them at my job or go to my job and get them lol. I think I actually want to get them from my job, because I’m feeling so much better!. I do have slightly low energy, but I’ve been drinking lots of vitamin c, breathing in my humidifier and drinking lot of water. I’ll also probably wash all of my clothes and make a 14 weight gain diet plan because omg when I’m busy my diet consists of maybe 600 calories a day. I’m gonna definitely start drinking my calories because that’s better for my schedule.

Day 3

Well this was originally a day 2, but I woke up this morning kinda almosssssst ready to go to work, but nah lol. I did however go to my job and see if my cards and things were in the locker I left them in and nope, someone took the card I got for my little cousin I guess because it was sealed and had something in it that could’ve been mistaken for money smh, they were flower seeds aha thieves I hope you feel bad! The thank you card for the woman was the only thing I found so I mailed her gift card and thank you card off today. Before I left I did make myself breakfast and some hot tea as my mom advised me too :). I literally still can’t believe I got this sick just over night like that. I’m gonna google what happens when you catch a cold because this is crazy. Its like one day I’m normal and the next day I’m clinging to the bed for dear life lmao. I also emailed my career manager and ugh school just annoys me, but whatever I’m trying to look at the bigger picture and stripping is a very small picture. I’d rather get out of bed to go run a business than to go to the strip club especially during a time like this when I’m sick and don’t feel like dancing at all. I also bought some potting soil for my flowers, but I won’t be using that for a while I just wanted to have it on me. I actually may use the soil before that. Tomorrow is my real off day and I’ll be meeting with my career manager and hanging out with my big little cousin lol. I still can’t believe how being sick drains the f*ckin energy out of you ….. I’m gonna literally work for 3 days this week and pray it doesn’t kill me lmao ughhhhhh  Jesus be a billionaire boyfriend! I’m a whole single woman who needs a nanny, a cleaning lady, a cook and a nurse and I don’t even have any kids. I have half a mind to text every guy I know and make each of them bring me 2 meals a day each, clean my house, and bring me pre-game drinks for work…. lets get back to work ladies 😉 Being this sick makes me feel drunk. What I need to do is go to the doctor and tell them I need more than an aspirin and vitamin c tablet. If I ever get sick again in my life I’m goin on vacation I can’t handle this lol. I feel like I’m 80 years oldddddd. Omg as I’m writing this I’m getting so many memories about when I first started stripping lolllll. It was the craziest time of my life I’m gonna do and update post on where I was then and where I am now and how my life is so different and its crazy.