The Stripper Equation

The Great Bar Divide

I got ready to take my turn and I realized how much I missed it.  I love my job.  I don't know how many people can say that.  Hell I don't know how many strippers can say that but I do.  Every other job is about who you know and how much money you have. Sure, you get extra points for how you look but it's more about the effort than what God gave you.  Even if you are ugly you can do your hair and nails and wear expensive well fitting clothes and you can give off the illusion that you are hotter than you really are.

 You can toil away at a company doing everything right for a decade and when that promotion comes up that you've been promised for years, somebody's nephew or friend's kid is going to get it.  And do you know what you are going to do about it?  Nothing because you just invested ten years into a company and now you are middle aged.  The only thing you can do is become angry and let that anger fester and eat away at every other aspect of your life.

If you have money you can go to college.  If you have enough money you can graduate college even without actually knowing anything.  If your family can build a wing for the university you don't even have to attend classes.  Politicians, lawyers, even doctors, you can't trust any of them.  Yeah there may be a few that worked hard and fought hard and deserve what they have but that's a rarity.  Most of them paid their way through life and are only willing to help others who are going to pay them.  That's how the rich get richer.  They pay for their kids to graduate college, it's an investment.  When the kids graduate they are getting the highest paying jobs.

Stripping is easy.  The better you look and the better you move the more money you make.  It's easy to look good.  Anyone can look good.  There are so many tricks with costumes, makeup, and lighting.  Just getting a spray tan will take off ten to fifteen pounds.  All you have to do is move and take off your clothes.  You do that every day anyway.  Take off your clothes.  The alcohol helps too.  Shove enough beers down their throats and we all look like Megan Fox or Jennifer Aniston, whoever it is they like.  And no matter who you are, you know how to be sexy.  Whether you think being sexy is speaking with big words, flipping around your hair, or even if it involves animal noises, all you need to do is that, be sexy.

All I need to do for my job is show up, dress up and put on a show and that's it.  Nothing to take home, no quota, no customer service issues.  I may not be saving lives here but I'm also not selling them anything they don't need.  They know before walking through those doors exactly what they are going to get.  Some people like to play the home wrecker card but I never met any guy messing around on his girl, doing anything more with a stripper than he was already doing with some other random girl.  The difference is he came to me.  I didn’t do anything to go after him, I am just doing my job.

I finished my turn and Denise went out to take hers.   I went backstage to put my clothes back on and fix my makeup.  As soon as I was done I went back out front to mingle.  My first lap dance was for a bachelor.  His friends were getting rowdy.  Before I started I had to calm my nerves.  I could smell liquor on his breath and the events of the other night were running through my mind.