I got into the habit of buying candy for the dancers from working with an Old School SC DJ, the immortal Indian--whom I believe Mr C has met (which is very cool and somehow not surprising). At first I thought it was dumb, since I hate candy, but you could see they loved it. He didn't get where he did by being a dumbass.
So it was no surprise to discover, when I started at this club, that the DJ was expected to buy gum for the dancers. But what I quickly discovered, and rapidly grew to get annoyed about, was that we were supposed to buy gum for the entire fucking bar--even customers would take it! But the dancers would freak out if you happened to run out early, they would get severely stressed about it, it was ridiculous.
The senior DJ when I started didn't give a fuck, he just piled the gum up there, which is in some ways a great idea--and he is one of the best I have ever encountered. But I'll be damned if it'll be taken for granted from me, LOL.
One of the bouncers would start the night by just taking an entire pack of gum from the night's supply without even asking. When I was running out a couple times and saw dancers giving gum to customers, and told the dancers not to give customers gum, they looked at me like I was the biggest jerk/idiot ever. I didn't argue about it, but that's when I started keeping the fucking gum inside the booth instead of on the ledge where every asshole in the club could just help themselves to free fucking gum.
One of the managers tried to suggest I keep the gum on the ledge, I refused. But this bouncer was the worst, he would get indignant about the gum issue, like it was his Holy Right to Gum, and started actually sneaking/stealing a pack when he thought I wasn't looking.
The fucking guy actually bitched at me one night when I brought up how stupid it was. "Well the other DJ did it." Well, I don't care what the other DJ did, I have never been required to buy gum for the entire bar in any other club. "As much money as you make, blah blah..." I couldn't believe it. As I told him, I am not a walking Walmart.
He's buying his own gum now.
Right now I have two waitresses pissed off at me because I told them no more gum when I was running out a couple weeks ago, can you believe this shit? I finally got sick of it and cleared the air with one of them tonight, after the absurdity of it struck me even more clearly. The other one is still pissed, but she knows I could give a flying fuck, lol.
I actually don't mind buying the fucking aspirin, gum, superglue, etc. for the dancers--what the hell, they tip me really well, I like taking care of them. What's funny is, you can see when you explain to everyone else how stupid it is, they really can't argue with you. I mean, WTF?



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Sorry that the girls are bugging you about that you don't deserve the extra bs.



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