Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate the holiday!
I spent the better part of the morning making my grandmother’s stuffing recipe and prepping the turkey. I’ve never liked ham; it is too salty for my taste. So, I always make a turkey instead.
To my single and non-Christian SuperStrippers working tonite: I wish you the best of luck! Go cheer up someone else’s day! I will be at Christie’s Wednesday 4-?, Friday 7-close, and Sat 8-close.
One great thing about the holiday season is that I run into old clients who are in town visiting relatives. More often than not, I see the same guys every Christmas who come see relatives for the holidays. Usually by 9:30 family activities are over; and if they don’t have any friends in town… what kind of bar is it perfectly ok to go to alone…..a strip club of course!
This is the case with Albie. Funny story:
I met Albie at Christie’s a LONG time ago. How long ago? Before my boob job long ago. So Albie didn’t recognize me in October 2005 when he was in town visiting his brother. I remembered him though. He is very into fitness and women who weight train; and likes to play the who-is-stronger leg wrestling game. Kinda hard to forget a fun guy like that!
It was Halloween weekend and I was wearing my Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader costume. I recognized Albie, “Hey! I haven’t seen you in FOREVER!” He smiled politely but had that I-don’t-know-who-the-hell-are-you-but-it-doesn’t-matter-because-you’re-hot-and-half-naked look on his face.
To put him at ease I said, “Ya know…I’m great with faces and I remember meeting you a long time ago….but I forget your name.” This actually happens to me A LOT!
“Albie.” He replied. I could tell he was still trying to figure out if/when he met me. I have a photographic memory. I remember the month and year I meet people. I remember where they live and what they do for a living. I remember their fetishes. I remember their dirty laundry if they get drunk and tell me. I remember their names usually after the second time we hang out.
So I took Albie to a chair and tried to refresh his memory. I asked if he still had the photos of his bodybuilder girlfriends in his wallet. He was shocked I knew that. What he said next was what shocked me:
“You remind me of a dancer I knew in southern California.” Albie said. “She was in graduate school, and she used to wear a Dallas Cowboys outfit like this too.”
“Oh yeah? I worked in Orange County at Mr J’s.” I responded.
“Really? Did you know Britney? She was one of my favorites, but I lost touch with her when she moved to San Francisco.” Albie asked.
I started cracking up and stopped mid-dance. ”Yeah, I know her REALLY well! I talk to her every day.”
“Really? Is she still in San Francisco?” Albie asked. He didn’t get it. No really….Some people just don’t get my dripping sarcasm.
“Albie….I’m Britney. I moved here from San Francisco a few years ago.” I said gently.
“No, no, no….Britney had darker hair and natural breasts….” he argued, “and I think she went back to teaching elementary school when she moved to San Francisco.”
“Um…I bleached my hair and got implants. But this is the exact same costume I used to wear at Mr. J’s.” I responded.
His eyes lit up as the lightbulb went off. I wonder why we didn’t realize this the last time we met at Christies. It’s such a small world, huh?
I don’t think I look THAT different:
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