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Product Details

  • Paperback: 210 pages
  • Publisher: Di Angelo Publications (July 15, 2012)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0985085320
  • ISBN-13: 978-0985085322
  • Product Dimensions: 7.4 x 5.4 x 0.6 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 8 ounces
  • Average Customer Review: 3.7 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (6 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,583,859 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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"Highly entertaining no-pants rants." --Maxim

About the Author

Sarah Tressler, a high society reporter for the Houston Chronicle was outed by a rival newspaper for being an exotic dancer. Sarah has a Masters in Journalism from NYU and has worked as a journalist for some of the world's top media outlets. Sarah was fired from the Houston Chronicle the day after the story broke. On Thursday May 11th, Sarah along with attorney Gloria Allred announced that they were filing with the EEOC for wrongful termination on the basis of gender discrimination. There was a great deal of media coverage over this matter. While Tressler entertained as an exotic dancer, she kept a blog titled Diary of an Angry Stripper; hence, the inspiration for the book containing a collection of her blog posts.

More About the Author

Sarah Tressler was born in Houston, Texas, and earned a B.A. from the University of Houston and an M.A. in journalism from New York University. She has also worked as a topless dancer, and chronicled her experiences in a blog called "Diary of an Angry Stripper." In March 2012, she was fired from the Houston Chronicle, where she worked as a reporter, when a rival newspaper outed her as a stripper. She subsequently published her blog as a book by the same name.

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13 of 13 people found the following review helpful By Pat on July 8, 2012
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Guys, if you've never been to a strip club and want to keep it that way, read this book. If you go to strip clubs and are trying to quit, read this book. If you want to keep going to strip clubs, you may quit anyway if you read this book.

As for the rest of you, don't read the book (or the rest of this review) if you're squeamish.

This is the firsthand account of a stripper out to take (her word) customers for as much dough as possible. Her "target demographic," as she puts it, is white, middle-age American men -- not because she's prejudiced but because that's where she can make the most money. It's the story of finding a used condom in one lap-dance booth, a bloody tampon in another. And there's the guy who wanted her to pee in a bottle so he could drink it, just to mention one of the requests she rejects with horror.

If you're a would-be stripper, think of what happens after you've lap-danced some psycho for 12 songs at $20 a song. When you try to collect, he swears you only did five. You call the manager who takes the guy's side, reams you out, puts a note in your file and suspends you for two months. The club doesn't care because it's the stripper's loss. In these Houston employers' utopias, the strippers actually pay the club to work there! The strippers have to get tens of dollars in tips just to break even.

The upside is they can still clear hundreds of dollars on a typical night. (Let's hope oil prices don't fall.)

If you can stomach the descriptions and coarse language, you'll get an exposé (though the author probably wouldn't call it that) of the stripping sector of the sex industry.
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16 of 18 people found the following review helpful By JennyJ on July 6, 2012
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I was tempted because this book has gotten a lot of media coverage lately after the author was fired from her job at a newspaper, presumably when they found out about her moonlighting. I totally expected it to be, I don't know, insightful? Clever? Way too much to expect I guess... Instead it's like getting stuck next to an obnoxious teenager at a coffee shop where you can't help but overhear a totally narcissistic and wacky conversation, and you're horrified and cringing, yet can't pull yourself away because it's like seeing a car accident on the freeway.

I mean, calling people "'tards" every chapter? REALLY? Making super awkward racist jokes (its a running theme)? She has nothing but disdain for her customers, sometimes because they are "short little Mexicans" or "short 'writtle' Asians" (no really, she actually does the totally offensive ridiculous Asian accent thing that most of society realized wasn't funny in, oh, I don't know, 1990?) but mostly because she views all patrons as rednecks that don't see her as the intelligent, educated woman she actually believes herself to be. Oh, the irony.
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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful By James R. Holland VINE VOICE on September 4, 2012
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This former stripper is very angry and it shows in her book. What is surprising is the reasons for her anger. She discovered that most men who visit strip clubs are pigs. My, my, what an awakening that must have been for her? Just imagine, lonely, troubled guys who go to strip bars and are encouraged to get falling down drunk are often obnoxious. Many of the sixteen sections and chapters of this book are devoted to "Baffling Questions, Stupid Remarks, or Mind-Boggling Behavior" or "The Weird Ones and Their Bizarre Fetishes," etc., etc.

The author got into dancing and stripping because it paid her an average of $100 per hour and that was a bit more than the $7.25 per hour she earned working at Starbucks. She needed the money to finish college and grad school. In this memoir, she helpfully provides a portfolio of pictures of her at work and elsewhere.

"I wrote these entries for several reasons: to suggest appropriate strip club etiquette to those who might visit or work there; to get troublesome encounters off my chest; and to give anyone who cared to stop by my little corner of the world something to read, in the hopes that they would find this writing--the scribbling of an exotic dancer at the end of her pole, as it were--entertaining somehow."

It was obvious that the author was very much upset when she was working as a feature reporter for Houston Chronicle and her outing as an exotic dancer led to her termination at that media outlet. Although from her other stories about working as a celebrity reporter the latter proved not much different from her strip club patrons.

The author does give a lot of tips to people who might be considering taking a job as a stripper/exotic dancer. She explains the pros, cons and the dangers.
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