Week 34 & 35

Week 34 was rough......for the first time since 2013, with the exception of 2020 when I went to Baker Beach in San Francisco, I did not go to Burning Man. Instead I suffered at work. I decided that it was better to work than to sit at home alone and torture myself with thoughts of Burning Man. This year there was a live camera rigged up at Black Rock City, so that helped.
I could watch at least, better than nothing.
Ok now back to the wooden box (the club), I got told that a man that was misbehaving one night that I was not there. He got sprayed in the face with rubbing alcohol by one of the dancers. She told me that she thought I would be proud of her doing that. Yes girl! He was told several times to stop his behavior but would not listen. So finally he was stopped by a spritz of rubbing alcohol.  I spent some time Saturday watching the Man Burn.

One older guy sat at my stage and told me that I was either a fantasy or a hallucination but it did not matter cause both worked for him. How cute! Then three bikers en route all the way to Chile (!!!) spent some time in the club, one of them said that I reminded him of a Frank Frazetta girl. I had to look that up.....the art of Frank Frazetta, interesting.
Ok so week 35. We got a new girl, never danced before. She is super excited to dance and is very impressed that we have all been so nice to her. Yes, we are actually super nice and helpful. She is also feeling empowered, whatever that means to her but yea good for her. We have another new girl too since a few weeks, I forgot to mention that. Her name is Hex and I like her. She is very pretty and I like her style. She walks around with a bone in her hair and a 'I don't give a fuck' attitude instead of being overly pleasing and accomodating to the customers.
Friday, a youger nice looking guy decided that he really wanted to marry me. He fell for my funny Borat accent (that I do on purpose once in a while) and my even funnier jokes, yea I got those too when my mood is right. Like he was actually pleading with me to consider marriage. I was like ok ok......calm down. We don't even know each other. I was perfect for him he thought. He was actually not bad, tall and strong, well dressed, smelled good, clean and generous. But still, we do not know each other and in reality he is too young and it just would not work in the real world. To get to know each other I mean, marriage is not happening. And the club is not the real world. It is but it isn't.The real world is full of responsibilities and stress, the strip club is about forgetting about the real world for a moment.
Saturday we had a small issue with a guy that was being rude. He decided we were all ugly and crazy. I was not only ugly, I was OLD and ugly and have no teeth. ? Last time I checked, all my teeth were still attached to my gums. When angry men have no insults to throw at you, then you are always ugly. Old too if you are over 40. So I was not suprised that he said what he said. He announced that he was going to take his money and leave. Yes I said, do that the door is over there. In fact, get the fuck out. Only one of us was pretty he told us on his way out. Of course......the one dancer that is 4'9" without heels and looks like she is about 15. She is tiny and looks like a young girl, I am serious when I say she looks like 15 (she LOOKS 15 but she is older than that of course). Yes she is super cute, fun and also appears the least threatening to men out of all of us.
Plus you know, she checks that box about enigmas that never age, if you know what I mean. (Or is is gamine?) I told angry man that he was white trash while he was leaving. He acted like he was going to come back and start something so I told him to bring it bitch and took my heels off just in case but his friend dragged him out. Please never come back. I don't care that you think I am old, ugly, toothless. And that you have $100 on a good day. Do not act like an idiot or you and your dollar bills will be leaving. White trash was a compliment by the way. I feel sorry for the woman (if he has one) that has to suffer with that on top of her during seksi time. As the night unfolded we got some fun people in and I ended my night laughing a lot. 
This was Saturday's word of the day, that is in Polish. Look it up if you want to find out the meaning. Practice saying it with force, it is empowering. I feel empowered in the club when I get to yell at people and  tell them what they are (if needed).....like white trash for example.