Nobody in my life really knows I strip besides my boyfriend, and I don't like to make him listen to my stories, so I thought I'd start a thread where we could talk about our latest shifts. Good, bad, weird--whatever.
My last shift, I made $100 before most girls made $1. It was at the expense of some dude who kept trying to lick me though, and I was hoping he wouldn't renew songs. He also kept trying to pull me into his boner. Cool, guy. I took great pleasure in playing oblivious and dodging both his mouth and his crotch. But don't worry--he wanted my number so he could hook me up with a job.
I met a customer I genuinely liked as a person. He works offshore and reads a shit ton of fantasy. We talked about fantasy books and TV series. Most of our dances were primarily about him smelling my hair, which is fine by me.
I got a creep who told me I "looked 3D" in trouble for taking photos of dancers on stage. He was a lunatic and tried to pull girls towards him by their feet, despite protests. I snatched his money when he went to tip me and then exited the situation.
Some of the girls I work with have decided to hate me. I was in the DR freshening up, and they made eye contact with me in the mirror and began talking shit about me. Only about 5-8 girls were in there, and I was standing next to them, so it wasn't meant to be a secret. I think it has something to do with me having fake boobs and tending to get tipped on stage more because of them. Shrug. But a different girl gave me a dress, so fuck 'em.
Some girl stayed in VIP with a customer for 3+ hours, then was bitching in the back saying she hadn't been paid anything and was going to ask for $300 at the end of the night. o.O
I got some early-twenties kid who wanted me to hit him. Twas fun.