I was going to put this on the brag board but I kinda started going off so here's a new thread...
This summer sucked for me so bad...this spring, at the first and only club I ever worked, one of the girls was murdered/overdosed on drugs/whatever they still haven't figured it out....anyway I took about four months off. When I finally got the nerve to go back to my club, it was only for one night.
Mia's obituary was taped onto the mirror where I normally do my makeup, so her memory was in my face from the beginning, and I had a really hard time shaking it off. The place literally felt haunted.
Upstairs, I tried to limit conversation to "Woohoo, boobies, dancing, yay!" but it's hard when something real has happened, like the mysterious unsolved death of a co-worker. So we were like "OMG Mia died" and it was so slow and the only lapdances I got were hustled up for me by a friend...he literally dragged a couple guys over and dropped them in my lap, and I called over another dancer that I like and that was pretty much the only money we made that night.
Also, some girl replaced all my CDs in my nice leather case with hers, and had the nerve to tell me in the dressing room that my CDs were still here even if my lock had been busted off my locker. She's all, "Your music is still here, I've been dancing to your CDs, we like a lot of the same music." I was so happy to hear that...so I go out and discover not only has she claimed my CD case ("What does yours look like? We'll find it!" "It looks like THAT one, because _____ took my CDs out of it and put HERS in it!" "But that's _____'s. What does yours look like?" "It. Looks. Like. That One. You. Stupid. WHORE. Because it IS that one." "But.....what does yours look like?")
To top it off, the computer music library took a shit so I was doomed to dance to the same two Rolling Stones all night...and deal with a DJ who never takes instruction with regards to music, lights, introductions, even STAGE NAME, nothing. She actually said "You're going by ____ tonight" and I was too tired to fight it. Auuugh. I am such a princess, not being able to dance to my own name and music actually killed it for me worse than the sad money/no customer problem. I'm still suffering from the loss of those CDs - I could KILLLLL that girl.
So I decided not to work there another night. I felt like it was a huge risk having to deal with the lying witch who threw out thousands of hours worth of my music. I switched clubs...it wasn't as hard as I thought it'd be, but it wasn't exactly easy either. I stopped by one of the more "upscale" places in town and they turned me down, saying my out-of-towner schedule wouldn't work. But they bring in a lot of girls from out of state, like Vegas, so I knew that wasn't it. I just didn't look like what they wanted. OK...next. Then I tried the only other option in town as far as I am concerned, since it is not a dive and they serve alcohol, and BAM it just clicked. They totally worked with my schedule and I feel like I now have a really good thing set up. It was the best decision I've made since I started dancing.
I could go forever about how much better the new place is. But what's more important is that I feel better about being a stripper now. I have been trying new things with my makeup, I got a haircut, I'm making my own outfits, working on new tricks and routines, actually learning to do pole tricks, and oh yeah MAKING WAY MORE MONEY $$$$!! I just feel like I'm BACK. Two years can really grind you down, it doesn't seem like much but stripper years really are longer and harder I think. A change definitely can do you good.
That's right...anelia's back.....it's like some kind of infomercial where I go on and on.....hehe. Anyway the point is I love being a stripper again and I love that I can come on here and brag about it!!!
Addendum: The reason I posted this in HH is because, I had lost my hustle for various reasons...club didn't have anyone to hustle, and I didn't have the desire to hustle, and i spent a lot of time in the DR preening and complaining. At my new place, I'm all over that shit on the floor, I move and shake all night long even if it's slow, and I spend about 15 minutes in the dressing room total, ALL NIGHT, resulting in more money for moi. So if you feel like you lost your hustle it could be the history of where you are working, bogging you down, other girls doing drugs backstage and sucking you into their little universes, fucking you over in small but effective ways, the answer is to move on and start fresh!! I really recommend it.






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Definitely getting out of your comfort zone can light a fire under your ass to get moneys. Good luck switching and finding the right place for you, I don't know how many clubs are in your area but where I live the selection is limited and I'm glad to have found one that suits me.

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