Be honest girls... have you ever stolen any money or anything from a customer? It happens all the time here in SF, which is what got me wondering....





Be honest girls... have you ever stolen any money or anything from a customer? It happens all the time here in SF, which is what got me wondering....





I have never stole anything from a customer. I wouldnt think to do it...even if they tried to grope me or something...Id make sure they pay me more at least...but never to steal from them.
I had no idea it happens alot in SF?
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Nope, never.
Well.... now that I actually think about it, I'm sure that there have been times when there is money under the private dance chair or something and I just pocket it... I'm talking a couple ones or a five, not a twenty or bigger. And that could be the custy's, or another girl's, or it could actually be mine. *shrug*
Oh wait, I do have a theiving story:
About four years ago, I was dancing in a tiny neighboorhod bar. Think Cheers with tits. I was a newbie dancer, in the industry for about 3 months or so when the following story happened.
This custy came in and sat at pervert row. He had just won the lottery, shit you not. He had piles of 20's sitting in front of him and was being ridiculously generous to all five of us girls at the club during an early shift. There were very few other custy's in at that time, and we were all looking at walking with over a grand just from Lucky Guy's stage and "just because" tips.
Lucky Guy usually had a girl on each side of him watching the girl on stage, and the other two dancers were either with another custy or in the dressing room getting ready for stage. We all got along fairly well so were rotating amoungst each other nicely bc we knew we were all getting paid crazy well. He was giving us money to tip the stage dancer, buying us rounds of shots, handing us 20's every few minutes just because. We were all completely crunk and having a great time.
Another dancer and I were sitting with Lucky Guy when one of the girls finally got him to go back for a private dance. As he walked away, piles of 20's still sitting in front of his chair, he said "go ahead and keep on tipping whoever's on stage like we have been."
The other dancer and the girl on stage proceeded to split all the 20's into 3 piles, giving one to me and taking the others for themselves. They were fairly sneaky about doing it, tipping each other, etc, but were whispering and giggling about what they were doing the whole time. I sat there and let them put the money in front of me, just clueless as to what to do. I'm the new girl, I need the money, he obviously has it......
he has no idea how much money he's spending, he's not even sitting here
he's been giving the stage dancer $20 each time she dances for another girl, and giving that girl $20 as well, so we're just speeding up the process.
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By the time Lucky Guy came back from his 3 private dances, the other girl had gone to the dressing room, the stage set had ended, and a different girl was on stage. I tipped her as Lucky Guy had been doing out of the pile of 20's that had been pushed in front of me by the other dancers. I ended up keeping about $100 of the pile, which is about what I had been receiving each set when he was actually handing me the money, and leaving the rest of the 20's on the tip rail where he had been sitting.
Lucky Guy came back and flips out, wanting to know where all of his money went. I calmed him down, telling him that we tipped each other as he asked us to, and that I had gotten $100, but if he wanted me to give it back, I would. I was vague enough to allude that the other girls had also taken around a bill's worth of tips, and that perhaps he had just lost track of how much he had spent.
what was I supposed to do? Tattle on the other girls and get my ass whupped?
I felt bad for the guy, but he was as drunk as we were, and all of us were totally gone. I actually spent the rest of his time there hanging out with him, and the two theiving girls didn't come over to talk to him again, which I thought was pretty obvious, but he didn't call anyone out on it.
I ended up giving him a few private dances later on, and refused to charge him for them. He of course tipped me the dance price anyway, but even if he hadn't, I felt like it was the least I could do.
I walked with $1300 for working from 4-8p. The least a girl got was $900 (she spent some considerable time with one of her regulars) and the most was $1600 (one of the theivers - I think she stole more than the difference, but I made it up by spending more time with Lucky Guy).





No stealing here, I find that completely tacky..Besides why steal when I can talk a customer out of their money and its a lot more fun ? I like the mental challenge !
One of my very good friends is notorious for lifting wallets, etc. But she is always broke or having EXTREMELY bad luck..Karma is a bitch ! I tell her that all the time.![]()
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I have never stolen from a custy, but I have a friend that worked at a few clubs in Vegas for a while. She said it was much more common there(she didn't do it, she just watched other girls do it).


Can't say I have myself. Much rather talk them out of it than steal it.![]()
Not a dancer yet, but i know if i even think about something like stealing, i would get bad luck in a instant. What goes around comes around, thats why i dont beleive in revenge...




Never ever stole anything from anyone,with very few exceptions of picking up a $1 from the floor on a rare occasion,but that's not even stealing,it's lost.It's better to have your conciousness clear.




Never stolen from a custy. Just not my style. I am a square like that.
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There was one time I was at a club and there was a guy there. Anyway, his wallet was falling out of his pants so I picked it out, opened it (in front of him, mind you!!!) and took all his money out and pocketed it. Then I simply handed him back his wallet... and he didn't say a thing. o_o I was surprised. I intended to give it back as I was joking, really... but ookay, free money. :3
I've never technically stolen anything (outside of a shoplifting spree when I was 13. And I once ate two of my roommate's cookies without asking first), but I have, occasionally, accepted a tip that was larger than what the customer intended to give me. (You Americans with your green money). This is obviously not illegal, but it is morally suspect, which I know because I normally ask (if I notice a particularly large tip, like a $20 or $100 at the stage - alhtough again - your damn green money, it slips by sometimes) if they meant to give it to me.
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we dont need girls like that in the business.
AmyLynne
I've never stolen from a customer, I've been stolen before from dancers and custoemrs alike and I knew how it felt.
I do know of dancers that have stolen wallets, watches and necklaces from guys, but I never caught them in the act.
One time a guy got a few dances from me and then gave me his number. I just threw it in my purse and vcarried on the evening. The next night I found his wallet in the same couch I had given him the dance in. Well, I still had his number and called him up. There was only a 20 in the wallet, but his ID was in there as well as military ID so he was relieved to get it back.
He actually thought that I had stolen it from him. Well, I hadn't. My only mistake, calling him from my cell, he proceeded to call me every night for a month until he called one night when I was with my folks, he didn't like what I had to say then, so at least I was rid of him.
Please don't lick me, it tickles..




I am sorry, but you, madam, are a disgusting thief, and you really should be ashamed of yourself. I am appalled at your lack of moral fiber.Originally Posted by Jenny
What if your roommate was looking forward all day to eating those cookies? Ever think of that? Have you NO sense of decency? Of Propriety? Of Simple Common Respect?? I reiterate, I am appalled...
Well.. unless they were maccaroons. Then you can be forgiven. No one really ever can be held accountable for filching maccaroons. It is just the way it is.
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