I am a pleasant person. Especially at work. I put up with a lot of shit (as we all do). When customers test my limits, I smile and move their hands away. When customers say things that are offensive, I giggle as I inwardly cringe. I try to act professionally and not take things too personally. I admit this is partly because I used to hit customers when they pissed me off and I almost got fired for it at my last club. So I changed my attitude and guess what? I started making more money.
BUT...if I could just scream one thing at these assholes it would be "WHEN I SAY DON'T TOUCH MY TITS, THAT IS NON-NEGOTIABLE." Because of school, I moved from a club where the customers had to keep their hands on the seat to a club where it seems just about anything goes, and it is up to me to enforce the rules. The rules I set are pretty liberal, in my opinion, and are based on my personal comfort level. I think it is just the rudest thing in the world when I'm already letting some asshole touch my legs, stomach, back, etc, to keep testing me as if it's some sort of game. It makes me wonder what kind of sick fuck I am dancing for, because there is something wrong with a man who likes to make a woman feel uncomfortable. I have been dancing for 2 1/2 years and although I have gotten used to a little touching, I will never be cool with customers touching me in sexual places, i.e. ass & tits. That just blurs the line too much for me. And anyway I give a great lapdance! If some of these assholes would just sit back, relax, and let me do the work, they'd probably have a way better time than when I'm dodging their hands every 2 seconds.
WHEW sorry I just had to get that off my chest. And you know for the record, I do like the majority of my customers. It's those few rotten apples that make me want to pull my hair out.



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