dating a stripper

This is one of my favorite topics it's also click bait...sorry everyone. Okay have you heard the saying don't shit where you eat. That stands double in a strip club. If you work in a club don't date your coworkers...it's already hard enough making friends. I'm lucky that I work at a club where It's not hard to make friends and friends you can trust at that. Anyway dating strippers...you can do it if you work there because you understand the business and if you don't mind then you are fine...however... However if you are new and you happen to find yourself as one of the males dating one of the more prominent strippers who's been around for a while and has a reputation for a bad temper it might be best to be polite...hold open doors. Don't automatically sit in the front seat. Don't dj your girlfriends sets with music they would never ever, ever listen to...play for the dancer and the crowd. Be polite. Maybe don't talk shit in the car on the way to a destination, because I can tell you right now, you are not winning points by all of a sudden moving in in with her, talking shit about the rest of us in the car, because not only are you losing points for Hufflepuff, we can all walk, we don't need to interrupt your time. Also when arriving at the destination don't question the core group of the girls or insult them. Also be gracious to your host unlike us they are your actual coworker, we are just freelance, but respect those that helped you learn the ropes. Lastly, when your girlfriend says she just wants to pop by then drop her girls off, don't sit down and play video games, and not save the game...also don't upset the hosts brother so much he doesn't even want to do his happy dance...because that's what I look forward to. Lastly...and this is personal...do not under any circumstances call me or the general group that I am in a mother fucker or mother fuckers...because bro...now I don't like you...and I know you don't like me...and as I usually do to I have absolutely no problem not talking to you to avoid an future problems...the only real problem is now you have come between me and my friends, because as shes trying to get you to leave with her you would rather play video games and yell at her that she can take her friends home and come back and get you that's such a waste of fuel and truly shows where your priorities are...and they are not with her...I now think you date her as a place to stay and to stave off loneliness. Also I would rather walk home now than be in the car with someone who is so disrespectful. To my dear friend...over all the years I have known you and all the times you have told us our relationships are crap, or we are dick whipped because we don't want to party, when you chose to watch your boyfriend play video basket ball...it also shows what kind of person you are becoming and should you happen to read this I would like to have a long talk with you about how hypocritical you have become...because as you said...I've known you way longer than he has...I'll still be here when he breaks up with you but damn girl don't ever come at me sideways if I like someone again...and don't shit where you eat.

marketing...and sales...and a bad memory

I'm told constantly I should be in sales or marketing and the truth is I should I fucking rock that shit. The thing is it's hard to sell someone in sales that you can sell a dream...but I can and I'm a master marketing agent. Truth be told I am I'm working on getting out of the industry...surprise...don't worry you have time. I'll keep you all very updated as to whats going on in my world and when I'm leaving. You've all got plenty of time to get to seattle and get dances. anyway lets have some stories...I can tell a marketer by their glasses shirt, and shoes, I had one come in tonight promise me he would pay me more money than anyone else, if I sat with him...oldest trick in the stripper book to try and get them to sit with you for no money. I have a three song minimum that's 15 minutes...that like $200 I could have made or made part of. Anyway...this guy goes on and on about how hot and cool I am and just wants to spend time and all the money he has...which turns out to be $20 he tipped me on stage...a word to the wise... if you can't sell it in 6 minutes bounce. Also tonight I made a fool of myself with a regular again. I can never remember his name. However I can always remember your life story when you get to a certain point in the conversation except...I've commented the same thing on this guys shoes 4 times in a row and never remember...it's the first time I felt like I was blushing and wanted a coat. I feel so bad when I don't remember people who take the time to remember me. so if you are reading this know you are now committed to memory.