This is kind of a rant too....sorry...kinda long...
Well last night just started off crappy.
Me and three other girls were there. 2 of them were new girls.
At 7:00, when we open, they decide they're "not feeling good".
They only had 10 hours of sleep over the weekend, have homework, a headache, blah, blah, blah....(welcome to the world of stripping!).
Anyway, they get permission to go home (which is bullshit since that only left 3 girls and because I hear they left early the previous night!)
3 other girls roll in around 7:30....LATE! (that's another issue....at the end)
So, we have 6 girls. Some people come in, it's all couples.
I'm sorry, but I'm don't like talking talking to couples really.....especially when they're not tipping me on stage.
A couple girls get dances, but I just am not in the mood. Especially after the douche bag convention strolls in. The guys who are drunk when they enter the club. The guys who try to stick dollars in your ass, vagina, whatever other hole...the guys who tell you to "work harder for this dollar"....the guys who are making stupid comments about every girl on stage...the guys who sit there and act like they're gonna tip, BUT DON'T!.
One girl ended up walking on stage and she got bitched at. Which I don't think was fair. Especially since all these assholes were by the stage not tipping and the manager said there was nothing she could do about it since they were buying beers.
I just didn't even care last night. I sat at the bar, would go on stage, take my dress off and then take my panties off the last second of the song...not even moving around. I just didn't (and couldn't) deal with these guys.
THEN another one of the girls gets sick. She gets taken off rotation leaving only 5 of us to rotate through for these fuckwads. She doesn't even get to go home because the 2 other bitches went home....and they weren't even REALLY sick.....
anyway.....there were a few "decent" guys peppered amongst the sea of giant douches, but I just didn't care. I'm sure I could've made a little something, but I didn't even feel like doing any dances. I didn't even wanna do stage, but I knew I HAD to. Was lucky to make SOMETHING from the bazillion stage sets I did..lol
The giant assholes end up getting kicked out because they start cussing and causing shit with the manager on duty. They get cut off of alcohol and get pissed off. The cops end up coming....(which personally, they should've been kicked out or cut off when all the girls were complaining about how belligerent and rude they were).
So FINALLY they're outta there....we have like an hour and a half left. One of the girls is dancing and misses stage, fucking up rotation leaving one girl up there for 4 songs, and me only doing one song...(which is fine with me, just felt bad for the other girl). and then THAT girl says SHE starts feeling sick. Saying it felt like someone put something in her drink even though she said she didn't have a drink on the floor. Insinuating that one of us 4/5 other girls put something in it!!
So SHE gets taken off rotation....
FINALLY, end of the night, we tip out. The 3 girls that were late though need to pay their $30 late fee. They start bitching about it saying the "main manager" said they could be there at 8:00. The girls who were there on time and paid their tip out (uh hmm...ME)...are ready to go!
Eventually, 10 minutes later, we're (I'm) able to get walked out. With a huge $20 in my pocket! WOO WOO! The thing is, I didn't care. I KNOW I didn't try, and I don't feel guilty about it.
I had a great week last week, so did my husband.
I wish I could have left last night, but stuck it out.....
(sobriety sucks...ESPECIALLY on nights like this)
So anyway, sorry for the long rant, but do you ever have nights were you just don't give a shit if you make money or not??



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I get like that too sometimes....if I know it's gonna be shitty I would rather not put forth the effort than to actually try and still not make money. I won't let assholes have the upper hand - even if it means taking home $20. Fuck them!

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