Should Have Stuck to my Guns

Walked in around 12:30 on a Saturday night. Main parking lot was full so I ended up parking across the street in the auxiliary lot. A dub to get in and another dub for a double Jack shot. The bartender had one of the baddest shapes I’ve ever seen, slim waist and packing a monster behind her.

Was there maybe an hour and the same girl was on stage the entire time. She had enough ones surrounding her to fill up a 10 gallon garbage bag but still had her bottoms on. Didn’t even take the top down! Only one chick approached me, and asked for a dance. I complied and followed her to the back. Dances are $25.

So we get back there, and I sit down and then so does she. She stares at me and I’m looking like, “what’s the problem? Why isn’t your naked ass in my lap??” She wanted the money first....I refuse to pay upfront for what may be a half-hearted lap dance. I made the mistake of pulling my knot of cash out and telling her I wasn’t on bullshit and could afford a $25 dance. Her reasoning was that when you go to McDonalds, you have to pay first. My retort was, “but at Ruth Chris you don’t....which one are you?” She didn’t like the response, and I didn’t give a fuck. Fuck these hoes that have GPS....And for the last time, fuck this club.