The worst stripper I ever dealt with was an older stripper of Irish descent from Queens. My buddy was coming off a divorce and I went with him to this place in the 30s on the east side near where he worked. The place was more of a prostitution thing than a strip club. They served no alcohol.

He went off with a thin young blonde and I waited for him.

I was there since he asked me to come. This isn't my type of thing. So, I waited quietly, occassionally tipped dancers a dollar and declined all offers to go into the back.

This older hefty dyed-blonde hag drifted to me and wouldn't take no for an answer. She snapped her gum angrily at me. I assured her I was not interested.

An attractive tall thin hispanic girl came over to me with the same offer, and I declined her as well. But, I was certainly more engaged with her since she was stunning.

Plus, she was brushing her bare leg against mine while she was talking. It was summer, I was wearing shorts and her skin was incredibly soft.

The older irish hag rushed me immediately after this girl moved on. Lowered her price and demanded my participation. I declined. She demanded I give her a dollar. I declined. In fact I intentionally tipped the stage dancer another dollar just to rile her.

She actually started yelling at me, "What like you're some catch! You're a worthless piece of shit like every other asshole in here!," and the like.

I was so shocked, I found it funny. I couldn't stop laughing. I found her angry red face hilarious - the low-class Queens accent combined with the gum-snapping just set me off!

I tried to walk away, and she followed me yelling as I moved away. I wouldn't look at her and kept my eyes from her dodging up and down, in and out, as she tried to get me to acknowledge her.

The bouncer actually restrained her after she started to try to punch me. She was crying as he threw her out.

Pretty sad, actually.




I actually felt bad for her. I still do.