I’m a college student that pays for school by waiting tables and working in a library, not stripping. With that said, please remember that strip clubs rules still apply even though I am only there to aid in providing a comfortable place to eat while you assuage your appetite, not your libido.
In other words:
NUMERO UNO – Don’t touch me! This includes caressing my face, kissing, hugging, slapping, or anything else involving physical contact. And all HAVE happened! Ugh, pervos!
Numero Dos – It’s a job and that’s it. Don’t assume that anything but your money is making me move.
Numero Tres – Someone might want your number, but it’s not me. So, save a tree and use the paper for something else.
I decided there needed to be some additions and since Stacey took “numero quatro”, I’ll move on to…
Numero Cinco – While stripper rules may apply, we are not at a strip club so I shouldn’t be punished for not flirting or not finding you witty, handsome, and charming. Face it, if you’re trying to pick up a waitress in a FAMILY restaurant, then you’ve got lots of work to do and have absolutley NO chance. For my sake and my attitude please keep the reins on the testosterone at least until dessert is over.
Numero Seis - Keep the comments P.C. I’m a pretty confident lady, but I don’t exactly feel attractive when I’m wearing a very masculine uniform and sweating like no other, so I usually take very bold comments/compliments as utter BS! Oh, and I don’t like blushing. It just makes my face a little hotter, i.e. I sweat more.
Numero Siete – It takes less than a second to read my name, and if your eyes linger longer than that then something’s wrong. Let’s keep the eye-contact as close to my face as possible. It’s just more polite that way.
