I appreciated LaNae because she was the opposite of a creepy hobbyist SJW freak calling herself a “sex worker” for sick clownish masturbatory purposes on social media. LaNae wasn't any kind of a hobbyist poseur. LaNae hated having to work and she hated having to put on makeup for work. LaNae was a hard working real woman who tried not to waste time. She was also spiteful, spread misinformation about me, fucked with my money, and harassed Bunny. I still adored her. She quit after standing up to Buddy, then re-hired by Ralph. She will remain anonymous in name, but her Mouse's Ear advertisement photo will be used for reference.

Like many of us from Mouse's Ear, she is tall, toned, feminine, and svelte. She is tan. Her face does not fit mainstream beauty standards, nor did her mouth full of rotting teeth. She did well anyway, most of the time. She has a soft angelic voice. She stated that she came from New Jersey to visit her rich aunt in Gatlinburg, but I am unsure of her origins. LaNae worked at Mouse's Ear prior to my arrival, stopped to tend to her babies, and then returned after I started working there. LaNae had three babies close in age. She often blamed herself for being “too fertile.” I never heard LaNae blame her inseminator. LaNae has internalized misogyny and servitude issues that negatively effected both her income and her relations with coworkers.

Mouse's Ear had a customer who occasionally came in, who was a member of an organization called MUFON. MUFON stands for Mutual UFO Network. I referred to him as The UFO Man or The UFO Guy. I cannot remember his name. He looked like the late Ted Kennedy, had a lot of money in his bank account, was somewhat senile, and was very generous with many of the dancers. His favorite subject to talk about was all the UFOs he saw. He was very generous with me. Because he was not monogamous with sharing his wealth, several of the other dancers would sit with him from time to time, attempting to get his money. He liked me, so I sat with the group if they were by him. Some of my coworkers didn't like it very much when I sat with him, even though many people sat with him. While I normally required a customer to pay me ahead of a dance, I trusted the UFO guy enough to go to the ATM machine afterwards. One day, his senility prevented him from remembering his PIN number on multiple cards, and he was unable to reach his bank on the phone to request a new PIN. He left that day owing me lots of money. But, the UFO guy kept his word and returned with my money a few days later. He also offered to compensate me for my stress, by visiting the ATM with his new PIN and giving me emotional damage compensation. LaNae was in loser denial about it. She wanted the UFO man's money that day, so she spent time with two other sore losers in the dressing room by my locker, spreading rumors that I was taking advantage of a helpless disabled man's debit card. They were saying I shouldn't have brought him to the ATM because he has dementia. Mind you, LaNae desperately tried to hustle him and failed. Mind you, he gave them money prior to that day. Mind you, it is a goddamned strip club with an ATM machine sitting at the front for the very reason I used it. LaNae hanging out with the dumpy dressing room hags to slander talented hustlers was a self-destructive choice on her part. Criticizing assertive women in strip clubs who convince customers to go to the ATM machine is bad for feminism, but that's what just what sore losers do. If the UFO man was cognizant enough to get up, go to a strip club, get a new debit card PIN, sit down, and stare at naked women, then he was certainly fair game to be escorted over to the ATM machine by a broad in a Cracker Barrel shawl, to extract a big ass pile of twenty dollar bills and hand them over.

LaNae is a very two-faced person who regularly slandered all of her coworkers when they weren't around. This often occurred near my locker, so I knew about many of her comments which she thought were clandestine. LaNae didn't spend too much time around Lilith, abuse narcotics, or get involved in petty crap unrelated to financially supporting her babies. If nobody else was around and she felt safe enough to ask me for hustling advice, she would ask. I instructed her on how to “talk dirty” to customers and be assertive about taking them to the ATM. I informed her that I had to get special clearance from Buddy to stand-up hug customers after a dance, and that I usually charged extra for hugs. I informed her that I had to get special clearance from Buddy to put my hands on customer scalps and faces and charge extra for that. Physical contact wasn't allowed at the tables, but Buddy gave me some leeway in specific instances, and LaNae deserved to know that. I wanted LaNae to succeed. Later on when she didn't think I could hear her, she would criticize me for my hustling in a shaming way. It was very peculiar to be aware of LaNae's slander, while also regularly have LaNae privately ask me about hustling when her dumpy dumb friends weren't around. With her broken rotten teeth, she couldn't pronounce S sounds clearly, so it sounded like,

“How do you SCHell SCHo many danSCHes?”

My workplace friend Bunny has been mentioned in previous posts. LaNae was very disappointed when Bunny started working at Mouse's Ear and did significantly better that many other people despite her lack of experience. LaNae began threatening Bunny with harm, and accusing her of “cut throating.” Bunny was never “cut throating.” She is just prettier and nicer than most people, that's all. She's a lot prettier and nicer than LaNae. All Bunny had to do was sit next to LaNae, customers would look at them both, then reject LaNae, especially when LaNae smiled to reveal a mouth full of rotting teeth. It was a very simple choice, that's all. One time when Bunny was using the toilet upstairs in the dressing room, LaNae was upset about losing a sale to her, so she began attacking Bunny on the toilet. I went and told the Brownings about that. Dancers such as Lilith and Aspen shunned me after I told the Brownings about LaNae attacking Bunny on the toilet. I'm not sure why they were upset that I told the Brownings about something happening when they both regularly taddled to the Brownings. Likely it was because Lilith and Aspen are both control freaks who liked to triangulate, and applied double-standards to every situation which didn't involve them.

The Brownings made a new rule while I was working there, that if dancers didn't pay their house fee at the beginning of the night, there would be an extra $10 added onto it at the end of the night. One night in early October 2019, LaNae only had $26 dollars in her sweet hand while we were closing up. Asshole Buddy wouldn't give her a break, wanted her to give away her $26 even though her house fee was about $40, and LaNae told him that he wasn't going to take everything she made all night. So, Buddy reached out and grabbed it out of her hand. She quit and left penniless that night. She had her friend Trinity retrieve her security blanket out of her locker in a subsequent shift. Ralph had a soft spot for LaNae, so he let her come back. LaNae was very appreciative of good cop Ralph.

LaNae got married recently. Her teeth look all fixed and pretty in her wedding pictures. I don't think she works at Mouse's Ear any more. I don't know if she still dances. Strippers usually don't advertise the fact that they're adult entertainers in their facebook bios. People who call themselves sex workers in their facebook bios are usually just batshit insane guys who put up a few videos of themselves on pornhub for non-profitable narcissistic self-aggrandizing costuming. It's a topsy turvy world in terms of facebook occupation descriptions. I hope LaNae's husband is good to her. She deserves all the best in life despite being mean to her coworkers. Most dancers still adored gentle LaNae in all her darkest moments.