Damn, I have my first club interview tomorrow to be a waitress/go-go dancer and I think I'm already burned out just reading this thread...
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Damn, I have my first club interview tomorrow to be a waitress/go-go dancer and I think I'm already burned out just reading this thread...
^BEST idea ever.
I HATE the leg tap thing! It irritates me to know end that guys will sort of pat me on my upper thigh/hip area when he wants me to stop, like I'm some sort of cattle. It really, really bothers me.
I even get saucy with them about it. If they want me to stop, they should " you can stop now, thank you". Not fucking tap me like I'm an animal or something beneath you.
Sorry for the rant, but I find it SO demeaning!
When you spend more time on the phone playing games and checking Facebook than hustling customers.
When you start thinking of how fun it would be to take off your heels and beat up asshole customers with them.
When you find that weather conditions have closed the highway to your club ... And you don't feel dissapointed at all .
When you don't even try to dance on stage, and you just sit there indian style for the duration of your set.
When you're talking to one customer, and another one comes up behind you and grabs your ass, and you punch him out so hard he falls over a table and two rows of chairs, and you never stopped talking to the first customer the entire time.
When the highlight of your night is hearing that two dancers are fighting in the dressing room, and you dash up the stairs two at a time praying to god that the fight won't be broken up before you see it.
When you start saying things to customers that you know for a fact will not result in a sale (such as begging them after they say no) simply because you just don't give a shit anymore.
when you know the clubs playlist off by heart so you anticipate the next song to come on, start singing it before its actually started and then tell customers ''im psychic....'' and then just stare at them with a dead set face.
Making farmyard noises at customers when they start speaking because you can't be arsed hustling them.
Customer ''hi, whats your..''
Me -''Mooooooooooooooooooooo''
Similarly, just insulting customers when they havent gotten a dance and you've been talking to them..
Me- ''So would you like a dance''
Custy - ''Not yet''
Me ''you're a knob''
I got told off for doing the last two right in front of management.
Now I'm worried what am I going to do when I get burn out... I pole dance to relief myself from stress.. I guess I will know when it happens.
When a customer tries to "rationalize" with you that its not a guarantee he will get sex with you in the VIP for the cost so you help him pick out a girl from a craigslist ad using his iphone and wish him a lovely night because u cant handle the "am i going to get fucked in the champagne room" question anymore
you pretend to not speak english to avoid talking to customers.
i been working 6 days per week for 3 weeks now and i find i waste time, get drunk, take excessive cigarette breaks, talk to a person, make a little money and go home early.
i have to 'work up to' sitting with someone as i cant even think of a conversation topic even though i been dancing for over a year.
When I'm sitting at home watching movies, eating frozen pizaa and getting drunk on whiskey on a Saturday night, instead of working, even though it's military pay weekend at my club.
when you roster on for 6 days buy cancel 3 of them coz you just. cant. handle. going in and talking for any amount of time to anyone. id rather sit at home and read magazines and watch re runs.
when the second you walk into the club you realised you made a mistake and wish you could duck out without anyone seeing and make a quick call about being sick.
the only motivation to go in is basically free booze
when you know they wont spend, you just act bitchy to them, turn their questions around and embarass them until they leave
When the simple thought of going to sit with a customer terrifies you all of a sudden.
When you get anxiety just pulling into the parking lot.
When you end up hammered from having a few drinks to "loosen up."
When you'd rather sit in the DR than go down and talk to customers.
When you begin accepting being broke just for the sanity of not going to work.
This thread brings on the lolz, and deserves to be bumped!
You constantly feel frantic when you're at work, even when there's a lull in customers and you're justified in taking a break for a few minutes.
You start using music, self-talk, and money counting rituals to brainwash yourself to "get into money-making mode" before work. But really you're just trying to motivate yourself to get to the club.