Nearing the end of my last shift I stepped into the dressing room to take a breather and count my cash. There was a girl sitting there with a couple other dancers talking about how so-and-so got kicked out for giving a guy head in the VIP and so-and-so got caught giving extras but management ignored it. After that, the conversation went something like this... "Yeah, a lot of girls are giving extras, one girl let some guy finger her, but I guess management ignored that too. It could be anyone, it could even be someone in this very dressing room. It's like a game; I call it 'guess the prostitute'."A couple girls laugh but don't press it any further which appearently aggravates her. "Really, come on guys don't you fucking understand process of elimination. It's not me, it's not you, it's not you (continues to point out everyone in the dressing room except for me."
I'm still counting my money trying to look unfazed, "It's not me." (At this point I'm really hoping I'm not about to be targeted considering there is no reason for her to be singling me out and what she was claiming was totally false if she was talking about me).
"It was you, I know it was you!"
Considering she just tried sabotaging me in font of a bunch of other girls I couldn't just ignore her so I laughed and told her I have been in VIP twice in the four months I've been stripping (I stack dances and try to avoid the rooms), have a boyfriend of 10 years, and don't even finger myself for anyone (just my preference no shame for anyone who does). She wouldn't let up so I asked her my name; she didn't even know. So I asked her how she could possibly know if some guy fingered me without even knowing who I was (her response was that the bartender pointed me out to her.)
None of the other girls participated in the whole thing which I'm thankful for; hopefully that means they realized she was full of shit. It must have gotten a little heated cause I ended up telling her she must be jealous, that she should be more concerned about making money on the floor instead of talking shit in the dressing room, and that she was acting like she was in high school (I'm starting to think I could have left all of that out). I locked up my stuff and told her, "You know what, maybe this is all a misunderstanding and she pointed out someone else your mistaking me for." She wouldn't quit so I just shook my head and went back out onto the floor, determined to not let it ruin my otherwise awesome night (I made double what I already had just by deciding to stay and not let it get to me).
She later walked up to me, this time one-on-one and said something on the lines of, "Even if it is a misunderstanding we don't do extras here and it hurts our industry in general." I told her I've never performed any extras and never will and she didn't have to worry about me. I told her about stripperweb and the conversations about extras and the stripping industry if she wanted to join the conversation. (then I gave her a hug lol. I really don't think she knew how to react esp in front of customers.)
Has something like this ever happened to anyone else? Did I handle it ok? Should I do anything different next time? And why the fuck do some girls do this shit? I wonder if it actually was a mistake or if she was purposely trying to sabotage me for some reason.



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. On one hand I was deeply offended (because it wasn't true and in fact I'm a total prude lol) and on the other hand I found it funny (because they decided I positively MUST be, because I did well. If they weren't sitting around in the DR bitching about the other girls, they would have been doing well also
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