Exit Strategy

I got a string of dances, eight. When finished the stripper tells me we did three more songs then we actually did. She must think I can't count. We argue. I am not up to paying an extra sixty bucks for services not rendered. I could get management involved, but it is like a coin flip, they might side with me or they might side with the ROB. The bitch won't step down and admit she is wrong. She claims 4 dancers did three song sets, but they do two song sets at this particular club, which equals eight. I eye the exit, one bouncer manning the post. Fuck this ROB I say to myself and walk out. She lost alot of money by lying to me. She wanted 220, I was willing to pay 160, and she got nothing. Bitch, I am motherfucking sinclair. You are pretty stupid to play games with the subculture's king of kings.