So many infuriating little things happened last night that I almost lost sight of the fact that I wound up banking.
I was exhausted and feeling insecure when I walked in. Just did a few dances here and there for a couple hours. I had to veto a ton of customers for VIP because they demanded I promise handies on the spot. Still sucked to see them go up with the next girl. Things finally started looking up with a nice customer only for a host to tell me he needed me with another group of (nonspending) customers... perhaps so he could bring in his special girl? Hmm! I took a break downstairs only to overhear some absolute sweethearts saying that a size 6, which is my size, is really just too fat. Something had to change so I put on a dress I never wear and decided it was my new banking dress. Guess psyching myself up like that worked out because when I got back on the floor I started getting big tips for basically nothing. I still would have been unmoved by my income if the night ended there, but I finally got a room with a shy but respectful guy after one dance and close to 0 conversation. We stayed in VIP for a while, he paid cash, and left me another nice tip. I still felt defeated from the first half of my shift (and fat) when I got home, so I counted my money again.. twice. Still banking as a fat depressed non-"special" girl.



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This skinny hot little rocker chick came in with her equally cool but somewhat shyer hubby. He got her LD after dance and I made out with her!!!! Also she had GREAT teeth!!!!!!

I did the day shift today, and had an ok day. I didn't make a load of money, but did better than I thought I would and made a couple of possibly useful contacts for the future.

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