You may remember the below scenario from my contribution for the TMI Award. I’m sharing it again because, well, it happen right around this time during my stint at this particular lesbian bar. But allow me to elaborate… Tampa, me, drunk…insert cute bartender, Gwen – cute, with long black hair and the knowledge of every popular … Continue reading Quid Pro Hoe
Okay, so after a couple more weeks at Turbulence, it just wasn’t my thing. I didn’t like the crowd. I didn’t like the music and I definitely didn’t like the manager. And the tips I was bringing in just wasn’t enough to make up for it. To recoup my losses, I doubled down on my … Continue reading Tit for Tat
I arrived early, way before it was time for my bar back to load the tub. I made a few minor adjustments: my tub position, cash register position, my bottle opener position – I was so ready. When the bar back brought out his beer cases, I brought out my notepad and pen. What are … Continue reading You’re a Good Boy! Yes you are!
Getting back to Tampa was a relief – I’d never been happier to be back in familiar territory. No worries about getting back and forth to work, where to eat, permits or a runty little man smoking weed in my bathroom. Of course, it was a bit mundane at first: the girls at work weren’t … Continue reading Tough Break
We awoke the next day with a plan: work, work, work. But first, let’s gamble. It was brief. First I was up, then I was down. Blackjack, for me, turned into the black joke. I was up a whopping $12 and I was thrilled. Then I lost it all. It was a blur. Oh well, … Continue reading I’ll Take That One and Two of Those, Please…to go
What happens in Vegas…sometimes really sucks. I had to get out of town and the opportunity presented itself last minute, so off I went with two friends. Yes, it happen just that fast. I had grown tired of Tampa and drama and I figured, what the hell? Why not? I have no kids, no relationship, … Continue reading The Incredibly Credible Misadventures of 3 Strippers in Vegas
Picture it. Tampa, 2002. (Yes, I’m a Golden Girls fan!) Half-naked women everywhere. Hungry – bills to pay, mouths to feed, shoes to buy. Timing is everything. Him? No. He just got here. Let him marinate for a minute. If you’re the first to go over, you’re almost guaranteed a rejection. He wants to survey … Continue reading Work Smarter, Not Harder