Lectured by a Stripper!
VeryBigDawg
Georgia
Here are two examples where I have been 'lectured' by a stripper.
1. Awhile back was at Follies and one of my favs gave me her digits for OTC fun. Alas, she was a little nuts and had crazy boyfriend. So decided to pass. Months passed and did not see her at the club. Then one day she shows up and is on stage just as I was walking in. I grabbed high top on far side of the club, and as soon as she gets off stage she came flying over to my table to chew me out. She proceeds to get all hot and bothered because I never called her. I didn't even think she remembered me, but a stripper scorned is not pretty. After she cooled down I got some great dances from her. But definitely but her in the DNC category. This same girl went psycho on Shadowcat, so guess I am in good company.
2. More recently was in usually dead Mardi Gras, and one of my Latina favs was moaning that she wasn't making enough money. Then she says she is getting legit massage license. I thought whatever, but since it was semi-dead asked her to give me a massage. Well she had hands from heaven with deep tissue and working me over. The house mom stops by and is thinking WTF, when the stripper says "This is my baby". At that point I was putty in her hands and felt like a baby. She gives me her card with the legit massage place. I checked it out and it is in bad area of town and inconvenient for me. So I skipped. The other day I was back at Mardi Gras and she is there and I am thinking repeat action. But no. She chews my ass out for not coming to see her at the legit massage place and is ready to take my head off. This one was a little harder to get cooled down, but finally rationality occurred.
What has been your experience with testy strippers?
1. Awhile back was at Follies and one of my favs gave me her digits for OTC fun. Alas, she was a little nuts and had crazy boyfriend. So decided to pass. Months passed and did not see her at the club. Then one day she shows up and is on stage just as I was walking in. I grabbed high top on far side of the club, and as soon as she gets off stage she came flying over to my table to chew me out. She proceeds to get all hot and bothered because I never called her. I didn't even think she remembered me, but a stripper scorned is not pretty. After she cooled down I got some great dances from her. But definitely but her in the DNC category. This same girl went psycho on Shadowcat, so guess I am in good company.
2. More recently was in usually dead Mardi Gras, and one of my Latina favs was moaning that she wasn't making enough money. Then she says she is getting legit massage license. I thought whatever, but since it was semi-dead asked her to give me a massage. Well she had hands from heaven with deep tissue and working me over. The house mom stops by and is thinking WTF, when the stripper says "This is my baby". At that point I was putty in her hands and felt like a baby. She gives me her card with the legit massage place. I checked it out and it is in bad area of town and inconvenient for me. So I skipped. The other day I was back at Mardi Gras and she is there and I am thinking repeat action. But no. She chews my ass out for not coming to see her at the legit massage place and is ready to take my head off. This one was a little harder to get cooled down, but finally rationality occurred.
What has been your experience with testy strippers?
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Can't really recall getting into it w/ strippers except a few times some black strippers have tried to overcharge me or over-count me and have tried to go gansta/hood on me thinking they were gonna intimidate me into paying them what they wanted – they eventually back down when they realize I'm not some lowly whiteboy that's gonna get intimidated.
aka - “sense of entitlement” - i.e. you (custy) should be bending-over-backwards to give me your $$$ by just me (dancer) talking to you
My favorite testy stripper experience involved a dancer who at best a 5 and was wearing a pair of rotted out sneakers while trying to sell me a VIP. I passed because my favorite at the time, a red hot Asian, started her shift. After the Asian and I left the VIP, I caught a full round of screaming from little miss rotten sneakers. Maybe she needed money for shoes. Anyhow, that turned out to be her last day of working at that club.
It took me a minute to get over the shock of having a couple hundred pounds slam down on my legs, but when I did recover, I said, "Uh, no thanks."
At which point she started going off on me because I "don't like black girls."
At which point, I stood up, and dumped her lard ass in the floor.
aka - “sense of entitlement” - i.e. you (custy) should be bending-over-backwards to give me your $$$ by just me (dancer) talking to you"
In all honesty, I think it's too simplistic to just attribute this to "strong egos". I think in an enormous number of strippers, low self-esteem is to blame at least as often as strong egos for lecturing or lashing out. The lecturing or lashing out is a way to temporarily not feel bad about herself. And sometimes, paradoxically, it's a combination of both low self esteem and entitlement ... anyway, carry on, but based on the strippers I"ve come to know well, a lot of behavior is a facade over a frame of low self esteem, at least based on my extensive training of having taken Psych 101 as a freshman in college decades ago. lol
Only two times have I been lectured by a dancer. Both times it was a gal I wasn't interested in. The first tried to pull the race card, "what don't you like black girls?" The second was a fat redhead, who did the fat white girl equivalent of the race card, "so you only like the tall thin blonde with fake boobs look?" Both dancers start a long incoherent tirade, and in cases my answer was the same, "no I don't like ugly girls."
The first dancer kept hounding me so bad I asked the bouncer to get her away before I called the cops to report underage drinking. Needless to say that got the club's attention, also about the last time I ever visited the club.