1. The guys that came in and knew the deal were great. Tip the girl on stage, get a lap dance, be polite. The worst were the guys that thought they were smarter than the strippers or that they could somehow game us. Like, one guy I remember went on a whole rant about how smart he was because he could tell it was all fake and the girls weren’t really attracted to the men. Uh, yeah dude, you’re a genius. Or when they think they’re funny by degrading the women. It’s not funny and you’re the one that looks bad. Honestly, for the most part I didn’t think about the guys much at all. I was on autopilot most of the time and didn’t judge them any more than thinking who looks interested in a private dance or who was a douchebag I wanted to avoid.