Yay! Hooray! I'm probably not gonna make much money at first -- but I feel like a million dollars. Better still, I feel *justified* -- because I went to a lot of time and expense to be able to get started, and had the standard newbie angst that nobody would hire me.
But the second club I tried out at here in Portland hired me, and I'm pleased. It's a small divey place, but a lot nicer (IMHO) than the reviews here make it out to be, and I think I'd actually rather work there than in a big blinkenlightzen noiseroom. I'll be able to learn to sell dances better if I can make out what people are saying.
Mmm, and I have pretty shoes and pretty outfits and I can bring strange music to the club and the customers REALLY liked my set today (I danced to NIN: Reptile on a daring whim, and all eyes were on me) and I go dancy dancy and yay shiny! SQUEE!
*poings*
*twirls around*
I know it's not all daffodils and butterflies. But I'm damned happy. I've wanted to do this since I first sprouted tits. (1)
P.S. Thanks to all of you who gave me advice, I wouldn't be having this good a time of it without starting out informed.
(1)*littleme stares at tits* "Hmm, they're kinda funky anatomy, aren't they? Well, them's the breaks. I guess I can show them off for good money when I'm alla grown."




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