To all those who read the long post about me quitting at my home club:
So I go last night to the club across the freeway which is supposed to be decent. I didn't figure I'd make the kind of money I made at my home club, but what the hell, I had a point to prove. My friend who wanted to start dancing again went with me, halfway through the shift she decided it wasn't really for her, so she put her street clothes on and waited at a table for me. All the managers were saying it gets busy around 11:30-12:00. To me, busy is all the tables are full and at times it can be a bit difficult to get through the club.
I went to Joy, the place across the freeway and it was nice inside but I kind of got a sleezeball impression of one of the managers. He said "we're not like the other clubs, if you don't make any money we won't tell you to pay all the fees and take all your money". At first I liked it, but then my friend asked one of the waitresses when it was going to get busy because only 1/4 of the tables were seated at midnight and the waitress said "what are you talking about? this is busy"........ So I call my regular from my home club and see if he'll come in because he asked me to call and tell him what club I was going to next. He came in and talked to me for a while and said he was at my home club and had talked to the manager I got in a fight with and the manager said that he wanted me to come back over there and to talk to him and everything was cool.
He gave me $100 and said he had to get up early so he had to go but he'll be in tonight to see me. I literally made $32 at Joy. And I tried. Joy=fat girls=skinny girls like me not making any $. Seriously gals, I can count on one hand the number of girls under 200 lbs. I'm not saying bigger girls can't rock it, but damn. Just damn. Not to toot my own horn, but I was the prettiest girl in there, have a pretty good hustle and all I can walk away with is $32? My theory is that the guys were intimidated by me, when you go to a club full of 5's and 6's that are overweight, and then a skinny pretty girl like me comes in, theyre not used to it.
I go on stage one more time and I make $4 and tell the manager I'm ready to leave. He says "so what are you going to pay?" I'm shocked, I've never worked at a club where the new girl had to pay house fees the first night... Whatever, I just want to pack my shit and get out so I asked what I was supposed to pay because they wouldn't let me leave without an exit pass or some crap. I told him I made $40 (I thought I made that much) and he said "give me $10 and that will cover everything". I gave him $10 to leave me alone and I got straight in my car and went to my home club, talked to the manager I got in a fight with and he even got teary-eyed over it. I'm going back into work tonight at Perfect 10.![]()



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