So I go up to these two guys sitting at the back of the club and sit beside one of them, ("Adam"), introduce myself, all that jazz. We start talking and he tells me he "never goes into these sorts of places", blah blah blah... but he seems nice enough anyway.
Then he starts moping about how sad it is that these ladies are "exploiting their bodies" and how he'd prefer some conversation over some girl taking her top off for him. He goes on about how this place is sensory overload and he apparently cant deal with a room of scantily clad women and feels "bad" for being there. I try to console his feelings of male-guilt and use some rationality on him. He begs me "please, PLEASE, don't take your clothes off for me, I'd love to just talk to you.. and I'll pay you money, just like I paid that other dancer who talked to me earlier" *points to another dancer*. Sounds like a good deal right?
Then he says that he doesnt stage tip because he doesnt wanna ENCOURAGE this sort of objectifying behavior. Which I think he was being genuine about but it's also a fucking stupid notion. So watching this shit for free is ok but compensating these women for their labor is wrong??
Anyway he hands me a $20 and asks for $10 back, so i give it to him.
His friend ("Bob") gets mad at me for "taking advantage" of his "nice friend", and turns to Adam and tells him to "not let these girls take advantage of his kindness". I smile and tell Bob that I'd give Adam a dance in a heartbeat, but that he really really doesnt want one. I mean, is it so inconceivable that a guy would pay for my time, even if im not dancing for him?? What a cheap idiot.
So I laugh and ask Bob if I can dance for him, since he loves dances so much, and he says ok.
I give him a table dance, and as im dancing for him keeps telling me that id better not be taking advantage of his friend, and I keep telling his im not doing anything like that... and when I'm done he doesnt seems to be taking any money out of his pocket. I tell him "that'll be $10 sweetie".
He looks at me like I've just stolen his fucking wallet or something, shakes his head slowly and dissapointingly, and points to Adam and says "make him pay for it."
Now, my theory is that he thought the dance was free, since Adam had given me $10 for doing "nothing". (Because of course wasting my time on a Friday night assuaging some dude's guilt and listening to his problems is "nothing"). But it's only 10 bucks!!
Then he says "my friend gave you a 20 right?" "Well," I said, "he gave me a 20 and I gave him back a 10, so he paid me 10 for my time... but you owe me $10 for the dance I just gave you".
He starts yelling at his friend that im not telling the truth and Adam is like "YES, SHE GAVE ME $10 BACK DUDE," and then apologizes and pays for his asshole friend's dance.
So one guy doesn't value a woman's sexual labor (lapdances and whatnot) and the other doesn't value a woman's emotional labor (chatting and consoling and playing therapist).
I hope I never see either one again.



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But yeh, the guys are cheap as fuck. They come in scraping together loose change for beers, knowing damn well they aint gonna tip a single girl. I need to stop being so nice to them and just walk away, and not sit and talk to them no matter how slow the club is that night. Which is why I sit in the dressing room sometimes- it's either that or sit alone for hours while guys look at me funny for not sitting and chatting with them.



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