out of work strippers

[sammyg2]

Originally Posted by legion

All I have to say is....I'm glad that I live in a college town.

[GH85Carrera]

Back in the early 80s I was dating a chick that I knew was not Ms. right, just miss right now. She was a waitress at an exclusive nightclub & bar frequented by folks in the oil and gas business. She was upset when she did not get at least two $100 tips in a night of serving drinks.

Her roommate was a really weird chick, and I knew inside of 5 minutes that she (the roommate) was nucking futz. Inside of 10 minutes I learned she was a stripper, and doing it just to make enough money to get a boob job. She figured if she had bigger boobs, she could get some sugar daddy to support her. That was he life plan! I have on occasion wondered what happened to those two. Either both are the ex-wives of some rich dudes, or homeless crack addicts.

I am just glad it was the 80s things were different back then.

[911boost]

Pics or it didn’t happen Glen!

I kid.

[tdw28210]

Lived in Tampa in the early 90's. Heard a lot of stories about Joe Redner and the "Mons Venus"

From the Wikipedia page..

"Joseph R. Redner (born 1940 in New Jersey[1]) is the owner of the Mons Venus, a nude strip club in Tampa, Florida, and is known as the father of the nude lap dance.[2]

I am sure some of the Florida Pelicans mad a road trip or two (hundred) to Tampa back in the day!!!

[Por_sha911]

Originally Posted by GH85Carrera

I learned she was a stripper, and doing it just to make enough money to get a boob job. She figured if she had bigger boobs, she could get some sugar daddy to support her. That was he life plan! I have on occasion wondered what happened to those two.

Did anyone else read this in a funny way? My guess is they got bigger

[KevinTodd]

Originally Posted by tdw28210

Lived in Tampa in the early 90's. Heard a lot of stories about Joe Redner and the "Mons Venus"

From the Wikipedia page..

"Joseph R. Redner (born 1940 in New Jersey[1]) is the owner of the Mons Venus, a nude strip club in Tampa, Florida, and is known as the father of the nude lap dance.[2]

I am sure some of the Florida Pelicans mad a road trip or two (hundred) to Tampa back in the day!!!

I got kicked out of Mons Venus once. The stripper dancing in front of me on stage raised one of her legs to give me a better look; which resulted in me seeing the toilet paper shrapnel around her balloon-knot. I began blowing on it to send the funk in the other direction, and she asked me why I was doing that. I replied "it looked hot", and suddenly I was outside.

[Jolly Amaranto]

Many years ago, my GF and I as well as another couple went to Mardi Gras in New Orleans. The two girls wanted to see the transvestite strippers that are featured in a few of the clubs on Bourbon Street. So the other guy and I were dragged in to see the shows. You could tell most of the strippers were somehow out of proportion to be women. Longer torsos, shorter legs, large hands and stuff like that. They did however have nice boobs and do good job of stuffing their junk somewhere under their skimpy bikini bottoms as they did not stand out. There was one though that we thought had to be a real woman that they sneaked into the lineup. We were staying at my GF's parents house in Slidell and were telling her dad about it the next day. He said, "That must be Tina." He told us about a group of consulate officials from South American country that he had hosted at his job in New Orleans. They had gone to the same club and were intrigued by probably the same stripper. They bet "her" a large amount of money that he was really a woman. They lost their money.

[GH85Carrera]

Back when I was 22 or so, I made a road trip to New Orleans one summer. I got a hotel room on Dauphine that was $27.55 per night. I remember that only because that was the address of my office back home. I wanted to be able to hit Bourbon street, and be able to stagger back to the hotel and not have to drive.

I entered Bourbon street and managed to find a bar. I walked in and the bouncer said it was a two drink minimum to get a seat. So I ordered two beers. I took my first sip and a stripper came on stage that did not quite look right. I started looking around and noticed a lot of um ladies that were a bit off of my standards. It finally dawned on me it was a bunch of guys dressed as women. I chugged two beers, and boogied out the door.

I did manage to find some good restaurants and bars and managed to get pretty drunk, things important to me back then. Now I can't remember the last time I was drunk. It has been many decades.

[911 Rod]

I haven't been to a lot of strip clubs, but when I did, I sure as s##t wouldn't eat there!

[Jim Richards]

...just sayin’

[tabs]

Once upon a time long long ago i told Mother i was going down to the local emporium of nakid ladies dancing around a pole. Mother told me dont go down there and waste your money cause there is nothing there that you want to see. Never taking what Mother said seriously i headed on down anyway. When i stepped into that den of inequity and eyes adjusted to the dim smoky atomsphere i saw something that i just am sorry to say that i just didnt want to see...it was Mother dancing in all her glory around that pole.

[svandamme]

Well at least she warned ya, mine didn't.

[Bill Douglas]

Originally Posted by tabs

..it was Mother dancing

Excellent story line, I didn't see that coming.

[KFC911]

LOL...

Soooo....how much did ya tip her Tabby...please tell us you didn't shaft her....please !

I visited my first strip club in Raleigh decades ago for a college bud's bachelor party....all the cuties were college girlz having a blast with college guyz...just like college....sort of.

But I learned later on....the "girls" in 'Nawlins were sorta different...to be kind.

Not my thang....but I went along with buds a few times...

TDN - Mama told me not to come....that ain't the way to have fun, son....naw un-huh....

[herr_oberst]

Originally Posted by KC911

TDN - Mama told me not to come....that ain't the way to have fun, son....naw un-huh....

Newman!

[GH85Carrera]

I was looking through the Amazon movies trying to find something to watch. I came across one called "Red Dog" and it is a story of a guy that was the son of stripper in the late 70s and 80s that danced at the Red Dog.

The movie is a documentary, and it catches up with the guys mom, and her many different husbands over the years, and the other strippers. Not one of them has aged well. They showed old photos and the hotties had burned up big time. Too much booze, every drug know to humans, and smoking. It was an eye opening peek into the life as they called it "on the outside" of society. A life I am so glad I was not part of!

The Red Dog is a infamous strip club in Oklahoma City. In 1978 I moved to OKC and was single. All of my co-workers were married, and had their lives to live. I asked one of the guys what is the place to go on Friday night? Remember I did not know anything about OKC then. He suggested the Red Dog, and it was easy to get to, just a few miles from work. So off I go. When I walked up there was some cover charge and that got you the first beer. I walked in and it was a total dive, strip joint. Back then it was 100% full nude. So I sat down and ordered my beer. I looked at the wall and noticed the back of the men in the bathroom using the urinal. There was a huge hole ripped in the wall from a fight where someone was thrown through the wall. The floor was sawdust, but the beer was cold. Then I noticed a very large guy at the bar with spiked bracelets, spiked dog collar, and a t-shirt what had one work on it, "the" f-word of course. I finished my beer and left.

I would bet most heterosexual men in OKC have been there at least once. I used to drive right past it on my way to and from work. I stopped a few times after it burned down and they improved it a lot. They had video games and a entire game room upstairs. It is still open I presume, but I have not been there in 30+ years.

[john70t]

Originally Posted by GH85Carrera

She was a waitress at an exclusive nightclub & bar frequented by folks in the oil and gas business. She was upset when she did not get at least two $100 tips in a night of serving drinks.

Many women already have a genetic disposition for selfishness, need for control, and rising unfulfilled expectations. Even divorce billions is not enough for some.
Their endorphine receptor system is mostly MIA as is their extended logistical processing in many cases.
But some thoroughly break that mold.
The modern media imposed instant-gratification society is the death knell in their ability of plan ahead and reproduce themselves.
When they hit the wall at 40, they realize it's all been a mistake and then try to rationalize it and change laws to benefit mistakes of their past lifestyles.
Giving strippers huge amounts of money is like renting alcohol: Gone in the morning.

[varmint]

[svandamme]

Originally Posted by john70t

Many women already have a genetic disposition for selfishness, need for control, and rising unfulfilled expectations. Even divorce billions is not enough for some.
Their endorphine receptor system is mostly MIA as is their extended logistical processing in many cases.
But some thoroughly break that mold.
The modern media imposed instant-gratification society is the death knell in their ability of plan ahead and reproduce themselves.
When they hit the wall at 40, they realize it's all been a mistake and then try to rationalize it and change laws to benefit mistakes of their past lifestyles.
Giving strippers huge amounts of money is like renting alcohol: Gone in the morning.

as if there isn't an equal amount of men that check those boxes.

[masraum]

I bartended in strip clubs for ~5 years so I got to see the environment from the inside and get to know the girls with their mask off so to speak. Most of the girls were your avg girl next door. Most also had issues (as do plenty/most that aren't dancers).

I can tell you that the girls would be happy to get some extra money out of the customers if possible. Also, most of the customers would happily get as much as possible out of the dancers and then not pay if they could. Forgive the pun, but the environment is pretty much everyone trying to screw everyone else as much as they can.

Honestly, it's a horrible place. Everyone is trying to screw everyone else. Most of the girls start out dancing "cleanly" and since they are new/fresh, the guys will pay them for that. But as the customers get used to them, they want more and more from the girls to fork over the money. As the girls see other girls doing more and more and are wanting the money, they start drinking which relaxes their inhibitions more so they are able to go a little further. As things keep progressing, they often end up drinking more and more and eventually using drugs, and by that time, they've changed. When they are sober they are at their core, still the same girl next door, but their self esteem has suffered to the point that they are more broken than they were before. They make a bunch of money doing stuff that they don't want to do. That makes them depressed, so they go out and drink/do drugs and spend the money to make themselves feel better. Then they are broke, so they've got to do it all over again.

The worst is when a girl comes in to be a waitress. They swear they'll never do that, and some don't, but if they are young and cute, many eventually do, usually after some guy has offered an obscene amount of money and they've gotten drunk. Often, that girl will then go through the same downward spiral as the rest. I used to call the business "Satan's armpit."

Sure, being a bartender or DJ or manager at a strip club has perks, but by the time I left, I hated the place. I haven't been back to one since I left, and I don't expect to ever go back.