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Re: We're There To Make Money
While I admire your positivity for the job, I can't say the same for me. After nearly six years of bs from these guys I'm a bit bitter. I don't like my custies, not a single one. Sure, some of them may be nice and I may feel bad for the occasional guy who can't get a woman's attention unless he pays her, but overall I could care less if I make them happy or not. I think deep down I secretly resent them all for being there. I strip for the money and that's it. I'm not saying its all bad. I think talking, being complemented, drinking and dancing for pay is a pretty good deal, but I wouldn't glamorize the position like you have. There's nothing glamorous about it.
And here's the runner up for second place in the Stripper Hall of Fame for hard-boiled, plain spoken honesty. Ouch!
Dxx, here's the thing: it's ALL about money, pal. Why do you think dancers put up with grabby hands, roaming fingers, licking, biting, tweaking, hitting, slapping, cocks whipping out, would-be rapists, emotionally abusive assholes, cum stains, self-important floaters, annoying DJs, terrible management, cold as shit air conditioning, drunk college kids, cheapskate millionaires, PUA wannabes, unfair tip-outs, long hours with no customers, and wannabe saviors?
It's a fucked up world we live in with fucked up customers.
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