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T/J: Has anyone heard of an SC OH club (Canton?) w/a mechanical bull in it?
MANY MEN WANTED TO LAY ME DOWN, BUT FEW WANTED TO LIFT ME UP
-Eartha Kitt





Fucking sucked. >:[ I'm about to buy a bleach kit and a thing of spray tan. >:[
"Fake tits are like Kevlar. They don't guarantee your chances of survival but they sure as hell improve it."
Tempest




Last night was badass! The crappy DJ and I had it out right at the beginning of my shift. He ALWAYS plays the same song for my first stage and I hate it. But, he turns into a jerk if you try to tell him what to play. Thankfully, our shifts only overlapped for a few minutes and an awesome DJ was on for the rest of the night.
I changed my stage name, which was a pain in the ass, but worth it. Its more obviously ethnic and it paid off is spades. I went home with $470 on a not so busy Friday night, after giving the DJ a substantial tip.
Lots of drama going on, but I tried to stay away from it and focus on hustling.









Yay! Last night was a lot better than Tuesday. I was in a pretty good mood the whole night and was consistently making money until I just got over it around midnight or 1 and stopped trying to make money so I just hung out with the bartender. I went home with 600 and it was kind of slow for a Friday night plus a lot of girls so I was happy
(I read up on the law of attraction thread before work I think that helped my mood)




Oh, I totally forgot. I accidentally kicked the pain in the ass waitress that messed with me while I was selling dances last weekend. I was giving a good tipper a show at the tip rail, she walked too close and my shoe connected. If it was anyone else, I'd feel bad about it, but... it was a nice bit of comeuppance that I'll never get in trouble for.




Finally had a good night last night!! It started off really really bad though. From 10 til 4ish I had only made 10euros and I really needed to make money as it was my last night working this week and if I didn't make anything I'd go home with an almost empty envelope tomorrow. Finally I got this guy who had a bank card and was very drunk to do an almost VIP. He was so drunk he actually fell asleep in the VIP. I wanted to extend the time but he wanted to go home since he was so drunk lol. He also threw up on himself, it was so gross. Anyway, thanks to him I went home with 650€!
Last night was my first night back after my last "retirement" about 9 months ago. I'm super serious this time around, so I only had 1 alcoholic drink (water the rest of the night) and was in straight hustle mode all night. A club regular remembered me and got a dance as soon as he saw me on the floor. He got a few more dances with some other gals and then got a 1/2 hour with me. I was able to get a customer from each of my stage sets lined up for a dance or 1/2 hour. Talking guys into dances in less than 5 minutes. Converting a single dance to a 1/2 hour. I didn't tell any friends I was going back, so it was a surprise when they walked in the door. I let them know I was serious. No party gal.
The club wasn't really busy at all the entire night, but I made more than I usually made on a busy night before I left. I didn't earn the most dances, those spots were for the girls with regulars and the chick letting dudes eat her pussy (yes, that's what she was doing), but I was happy with my spot at #5.
Added bonus: Everyone commented on how I looked like I lost weight! Awesome! I've quit smoking (mostly), started eating healthier, taking vitamins, spray tanning, and doing yoga. I've lost 5 pounds so far, and it's good to know it is totally worth it!




Last night was enough that I'm taking today off. To paraphrase Garfunkel and Oates, both the customers and some of the dancers looked fucking deranged. There were quite a few out of town girls, a lot of the weekend regulars weren't there and the majority of the customers were scummy. There were a few moments when I looked to make sure I could see security, because I felt like I was going to have to take someone out. Customers and dancers alike were just hostile, nasty and crappy. I was challenged to a fight in the DR, but she backed down when I accepted it. A customer who was least two feet shorter than I am tried to get in my face until her boyfriend wisely told her to shut the fuck up. I considered myself lucky to leave with $200 and my sanity intact.
Im starting to seriously consider trying another club for a few days, just for the change of scenery.





just got back , and tonight was actually very busy with lots of spending custies! i'm kicking myself now because i could have made so much more, i just wasted too much time with losers! my number 1 downfall and i need to cut that shit out.
did dances for some very handsy indian dudes and when i asked to be tipped he handed me one dollar -_- not even joking. so i said " umm more than that?" and he hands me ANOTHER single dollar. i just gave up and walked away after that.





We were pretty busy tonight at my other club. I did about 12 LD's and people were tipping generously. I love this club.![]()
"Fake tits are like Kevlar. They don't guarantee your chances of survival but they sure as hell improve it."
Tempest





Some twat who looked like Robert Downey Jr. (and had his asshole Tony Stark personality to match) said "Holy cow!" when I walked up. He followed that up with "Are you an albino?" And proceeded to go on about how I'm soooooo white it's unnatural, how he liked "unusual" women and how he's sick of "perfect". I wasn't sure if he was trying to compliment me or insult me. Either way he got a dance (and was super titchy about getting his change... cheapskate).
Otherwise, shitty all day because it was the end of the month and probably 40 girls were working and the guys became club furniture at one point, and then made $130 in the last hour... so at least I had a profitable enough day to warrant going in.
Oh! And I had been pissy before that last hour, so I read the "law of attraction" thread and in that last hour made it to the exact amount I needed to make, to the dollar =D
"People jack off with the left hand and point with the right."
"You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave."
Last night there were 20 customers and 10 dancers the entire night. One of the other dancers and I sat back and watched the others fight over the cheapos. She and I both agreed, we felt better going home broke than having to sit with a customer for 2 hours to get a dance. I'm not faking interest that long (unless I'm getting paid). If a customer won't even look at me naked on stage, why am I going to sit with him?




Had my first shift at a sister club. Now I know why they force dancers from the main club to work the others once a week. It's because they have a million stages and don't have enough of us to fill them at all times. I was onstage for three songs out of every half hour of my eight hour shift, partially because I simply didn't have enough time to close any room sales. Not a single one. I sold a lot of dances given that I could only work the floor for a little over four hours, but the $130 in fees killed my earnings. It would have been a bad night even in my old small town club. I can't even fathom how this tiny club thinks it requires six dancers onstage at all times.




well i got sacked for something so minor and silly it's unreal
oh well i get to go to ibiza sooner than expected and i will try and use a similar hustle there and hopefully bank
i guess it's a silver lining because other than the club i wasn't really enjoying it here and i was always heading to ibiza, i just planned to go in a few weeks.





My first night dancing in Edinburgh, major disappointment. The club was just so utterly DEAD, all the girls I worked with were like "but you were busy all night" but seriously I danced with half the customers and went home with 100 pounds after fees. I feel like I'm gonna have to ask my dad for money for rent and that just makes me want to die being a stripper.
I'm having a really rough time getting customers to do double dances as well, which I think cost me money, but it's very confusing at this club. The manager told me I couldn't put my foot on the couch, but then I saw girls straddling customers, so I was like fine I'll do that then. But then when I was doing a show with another girl and we were doing the EXACT same shit, one of the girls yelled at me and was like "you can't touch them like that I'll tell the manager and you'll get get fired" but said that what the other girls was doing was totally OK, even though I did NOTHING she wasn't doing. Such utter bullshit. It's really hard to sell two air dances when the other girls are grinding away.
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^Baaaaah I am so sorry to hear that Edinburgh didn't go your way! If you're sticking around for Saturday night, I'm sure it'll be better -- just remember to overcharge.![]()





Lol, I did! I didn't charge anybody £10 a dance, I just said it was £20 and not one person argued with me over it actually, they were just like sure whatever. I'm not going to do a full nude dance for £10, no fucking way, especially not with the level of contact these guys are expecting. I honestly didn't have any problems getting them in there, there just really weren't a whole lot of people to get in the lap dance booth. At the end of the night Miss D said we only had 35 customers and 15 of them were a stag party who only wanted a show with 2 girls (and I didn't get to them fast enough), 5 were regulars who didn't want to dance with anyone but their girls, and of the other 15 customers I think I danced with 9 or 10. The problem was once I had them back there I couldn't get them to do doubles or triples. But I am a bit out of practice with stacking dances because no one does that in London, it's VIP or single dance.
I'm working tomorrow and Sunday and I talked to one of the girls at the end of the night who's been there for years (I can't remember her name but you would have known her, she's got like reddish hair and she's got an alternative look going on) and she said to just really push the VIP with customers and she would give me a hand tomorrow. She also said to just to do whatever in the booth, no one follows Miss Ds rules. But she also said that tonight was an especially bad night for the club and that Saturdays are usually better. I asked around and it seemed like £100 was a pretty average take-home for the night.
The girls are lovely there though, they're so friendly and sweet and very helpful! It's a nice break from bitchy London dancers who would step on your face if it stopped you from getting to a customer before them.





Gentlemen prefer blondes.It is as irrefutable as Newton's law of gravity.
Spoke too soon. Yeah gentlemen prefer blondes but bad boys like girls with mohawks and tattoos.![]()
Last edited by tempest666; 05-31-2014 at 01:41 AM.
"Fake tits are like Kevlar. They don't guarantee your chances of survival but they sure as hell improve it."
Tempest




Tonight was just strange in so many ways. I'm way too tired to go into detail, but I left with $500 and if I ever see the first customer I danced for again, it might be hard for me to not hit him. Really, I wish I'd done it when he got rapey.
ETA : I've slept a little, although my back and legs hurt so bad that I can't get back to sleep. It was dead when I got in, but there were enough customers there to get me a couple dances. Thankfully, I was killing it on stage tips. Usually, I don't expect more than $5 if we're doing the full 3 stage rotation ( 1 song on each stage.) Last night, I was averaging $10- $15.
I ended up doing a couple of 2 girl VIP's, which was pretty cool. I knew that it was tough to get customers dancing and spending, so when I talked a guy into it, I grabbed a dancer friend that I knew was having a tough time and we just tag teamed them, if we could. It was actually quite educational and I picked up some new VIP tricks.
Custys were grabby all night. The first guy I danced for... the more I think about it, the more angry I get. So, trying not to think about it. Some were really cool though. One guy wanted to touch my shoulders so bad, but he refrained until I told him that it was totally fine. He made me smile.
Fights and drama are starting to happen more often and it makes me a little nervous. During what ended up being my last stage, a scuffle broke out and the dj ran to help the bouncers get things under control. He ended up momentarily forgetting that he's a dj and left me on the main stage. The first 3 minute song ended (they're supposed to be cut off at 3 minutes, so that was normal) the next song on my cd started... so I just kept dancing, because there was nothing coming from the booth about the stage rotation. So, I was on main stage for almost 10 minutes. Finally a manager realized what was going on and took over, but... damn, that was hard. The most irritating part is that I could see the dj in the lobby just standing there, oblivious. At one point, I saw him hug a dancer, while I was essentially left hanging. I tipped him, but half of what I would have given him went to the manager who rescued me from the stage that wouldn't end. Of course, that was the one time that nobody tipped on main stage.
I'm expecting an exodus of dancers pretty soon. It's getting harder and harder to make money as the summer approaches and everyone's getting frustrated. Lots of bitchiness in the DR, everyone's being less social, more intoxication, more fights. It'll be nice when this shit calms down and we can get back to business, sans drama.
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Had a better night tonight but not amazing, £200 after fees. Apparently I just picked the absolute WORST weekend ever to come up to Edinburg as the housemum, who's quite rough, came down and apologized to everyone at the end of the night. Ironically I made most of my money from Londoners on vacation, I guess they're my demographic. I don't do as well with the Scottish unless they're from Edinburgh, we had a lot of Glasgowians tonight and I couldn't understand a fucking word they were saying. Londoners love my American accent but it doesn't fly so well with the Scottish. I can't do an English accent for shit, but I'm quite good with a Scottish accent (enough to fool some Scottish blokes) from hearing my mom that I dropped the American accent a couple times with a Glasgowian stag party (that had two random Londoners in it who did not want to be there) and did quite well! I told one guy, "oh ma god, yer accent is so fucking sexy! I love a proper English accent it aches in me pussy I want ya so fucking bad" and he was like "VIP NOW." I guess I should just talk like a proper Scottish lass all the time! I feel like being an American in a strip club in the UK is so hit and miss, sometimes I do great with the "how often do you get to have a California girl naked on your lap?" and other times I hit HUGE anti-American-ness. I feel like I should just lie and say I'm Canadian, everyone loves Canadians (and I do have a Canadian passport!).



It's been too long since my last shift at the club and I'm starting to feel guilty. Last I went, it was a Sunday night before Memorials Day. Every customer there seemed to not have money or wanted to spend their money the following day (Memorials Day). I made my average hustling my arse off, but was like pulling teeth. UGH. I'm starting over next week even though it will be the beginning of June. Hopefully the crowd will be better.





Newton's law of strip club earnings says that what comes up must come down. Last night turned out to be awesome so tonight....fucking sucked a big floppy donkey dick. Shoulda followed my gut t go to Double Visions.
"Fake tits are like Kevlar. They don't guarantee your chances of survival but they sure as hell improve it."
Tempest





Leering young patron: "So do you do anything else on the side besides dance?"
(Translation: "Because you take your clothes off for money I assume you are a promiscuous female who will fuck me.")
Me: (sweetly) "Why yes I do honey. I love studying human anatomy."
Patron: (giggles) "I can think of one part of my anatomy I want you to study."
Me: "Me too. See I'm a black market procurer of human organs. Kidneys are in high demand right now."
Leering patron: "Ummmm...."
I could hear his boner disappear lol.
So yeah work sucked.
Even DV was dead.
"Fake tits are like Kevlar. They don't guarantee your chances of survival but they sure as hell improve it."
Tempest
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