Listen to the T-Pain song “I’m in Love with a Stripper.” The soulful, Auto-Tuned lyrics will tell you all you need to know.
If you’ve slipped a dollar into her g-string at any point, you’re
probably not going to date her. That said, if you ever date a woman who also happens to be a stripper, treat her with respect. She’s a person with needs, wants, and feelings just like everyone else. Buy her flowers, take her to a nice restaurant. She’s getting pawed by slimy divorced dads and frat boys all night — the least you could do is rub her shoulders, cook her a nice dinner, and help her to feel like a human being again at the end of the evening.
Don’t give her grief for her job. It’s her choice, and no one should judge her. If the club is dangerous (drugs, abusive customers, etc.), encourage her to find employment elsewhere. Be supportive. There is any number of reasons why she has this job (the quick cash probably being a huge factor), which hopefully won’t be a permanent gig.
Finally, dating a stripper just to date a stripper is the goal of the scumbag. Don’t be a scumbag. If you fall for a nice, smart woman who also happens to be a stripper, that’s a different story. Date the person, not the fake persona. Hate to burst your bubble, but you’re not going home with “Lexie,” you’re going home with, uh, whatever Lexie’s real name is.