Dancers at RI Dolls And Other Strip Clubs Don’t Need To Be Saved!
Strippers are not like how you see them in movies and on television. When you go to Rhode Island Dolls in Woonsocket, RI, you’ll find that the dancers are not sad caricatures of beautiful women that are so desperate for money that they will do anything to get it like you might see in movies. And they aren’t likely drug addicted women that are just taking off their clothes to make money to feed their habit, as some media might suggest. And they aren’t owned by mean gang leaders that will beat them to a pulp if they don’t make enough money, like crime shows on television might insinuate.
The depiction of strippers on television, in movies, and in the media only represent a small number of real exotic dancers. And they don’t need you to save them.
Strip clubs and gentleman’s clubs, whether in Woonsocket, Rhode Island, Las Vegas, Nevada, or anywhere else in the country, are all about adult fantasies. There are a few common scenarios that a lot of guys enjoy, including school girls, nurses, dirty angles, and horny devils. But don’t forget about the damsel in distress. Guys love to see a girl in trouble so they can rescue her. It probably has to do with man’s basic instinct of being a strong protector of women.
This is a role that strippers and exotic dancers can get into very easily. They can talk about how much they don’t like their jobs, how they wish they had enough money to drive a fancy car, or how they dream of going to college. But this is just a fantasy to fulfill a guy’s need to feel like he is her knight in shining armor. She doesn’t really want you to rescue her, and you may walk out of the club at the end of the night with a broken heart if you’re not careful!
The truth of the matter is that, again, this is a fantasy. As long as you can keep that in check, you’ll do fine turning into the a fake knight in shining armor for one night. This dancer that you’re crushing on probably loves her job as a stripper. Most of them are in college or have already graduated college. They have a decent or even awesome place to live. Many have boyfriends, and some have husbands and families that they support with the wages they earn at RI Dolls. The last thing that these strong women think is “poor me.” And don’t ever second guess a girl’s job as a stripper. It’s actually a pretty great gig. It’s not uncommon for strippers to earn a six-figure income. And, think about it. What other job can you dance to great music, get an awesome total body workout in a fun way, drink, and get paid for it? There is no other job like it! For many women, begin a stripper is actually their first job choice, not a last resort.
The truth is, the majority of strippers don’t need you to rescue them. They aren’t desperate to find a man that will take them away from everything horrible in their lives. If there is something in their lives that they are working on getting out of, they know they can do it for themselves. They may be dancing to give themselves a better life but they aren’t there to find prince charming. If you think that is who you are going to be, you should think twice.
The fact of the matter is that if a dancer seems like she needs rescuing, she’s just playing into a role. She knows that men love the whole fantasy of saving a damsel in distress. It’s about the fantasy.
But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t tip her well. She’s still providing a service. She’s entertaining and performing for you the customer. She earned the tips that she gets, so don’t use the fact that it is just an act to get out of tipping and giving a dancer what is due to her.
The moral of this story is, if you are seriously thinking about rescuing a girl from her job as a stripper, think twice. Even if it seems like she wants you to sweep her off her feet and give her a brand new life, she doesn’t. It’s just all part of the strip club fantasy, and strippers are very good at taking part in this fantasy because they are good at their job. If you do think you are going to be a knight in shining armor to a stripper, you won’t walk