A finger fucking free night! Hooray!

20 07 2008

    Tonight was goooood!!! I made good money and had a good time. I checked in at about 8:45 and left at 1 with right over $700. Some customer made a snide remark when I walked by. I told him, “Bitch, I know you aren’t in here talking shit.” I wouldn’t shit on him outside the club. I met two cool ass guys… Joe Dirt and Timmy. That’s what I call them. They didn’t spend a shit load of money but they were cool, considerate, and realized that stripping was a form of entertainment (instead of trying to stick their thumb in my pussy). I gave them the link to my blog.

The highlight of my night? I walked downstairs to pay out. One of the dancers and her friend, who were obviously underage, were being given a breathlizer by management. The first girl blew a .9. Fucking awesome… I love that shit. Her argument? “All I had was mouthwash. Do energy drinks have alcohol in them?” What a dumbass.

I stayed busy most of the night and checked out at 1 a.m. I was on my way home and saw a woman with a skirt walking down the road. This town is a military town and lately women have been coming up dead. So me (being the good samaritan that I am) , I stopped to ask if she needed a ride. It turned out to be one of my co-workers. I don’t talk to a lot of girls in the club but she is always real cool to me and one of the few I actually talked to. She recognized me and I gave her a ride home. So I am just getting in at 4:41 a.m.

A customer came in Wednesday night and dropped $600 on me. I gave him my number with the intention to keep him as a customer and milk him dry. He just got back from deployment. He had the nerve to call me and leave a message asking me if I wanted to hang out with him when I got off work… Well, we all know me… HELL NO. What a fucking loser. Go to hell. I had asked him if he wanted a dance tonight and he said no. So in that case I am done with your dumbass. I surely don’t want your company. The day my life becomes that pathetic, send me a .357 and I will shoot myself in the vagina and then the brain. Are these guys serious?

Nobody really tried to finger fuck me tonight. I got everything to do on my to do list done. Lie—check. Meet perverts—check. Get drunk—triple check. No not really. I had time to get a couple drinks in between 1 and 2 but nothing significant. Tomorrow we are having a customer appreciation party. Free food and free drinks. For once I am not going to work the party. I am going to come be a cheap bastard like all the other people. I am probably going to get drunk, act like a donkey, and lose my job. I wish I had something spectacular to report. I know all of my faithful, avid readers are looking forward to my stripper tales. I can assure you something crazy will be happening soon… It never fails. So this is Alicia, signing off from North Carolina. Everyone have a good Sunday and check in soon to see if I get fired. I am sure the party will be eventful because everyone always goes to a local bar afterwards and that is always fun. The last time me and my friend went was the night she puked in my car. See you soon!


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22 07 2008
catharticlament

You sober up a bit and think twice before calling me a shit again. On the bright side, glad your vagina didn’t befall victim to intruding ligaments.

Later, bitches.

Z.

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