argh.
let me just get that off my chest again: ARRRGRGGGHHHHHHHGGGHHHH!!
(this may become a long rant, so excuse me)
i work in a relatively small club. small, as in 7-12 dancers on a given night. the place is kindof out in the cut, and isn't exactly famous for its selection of hot, sexy dancers. many of the girls are slightly-to-more-than-slightly overweight amatuers, who are slightly above average, if anything. i dont think i'm a goddess or anything, but i know comparatively speaking, i am a lot better looking than many of the girls i work with. i can also dance pretty well.
i make more money than the other girls. to me, the reasons for this seem obvious. i have all of my teeth, im not riddled with cellulite, a coke addiction, and non-dancer related bruises. i'm also educated and articulate, and considerably nice. i like to stay out of the drama. a lot of girls say this, but i actually mean it.
i'm a stripper (dancer, whatever) at work, and a PERSON outside of work. (this is not to say that dancers aren't people, but you should understand what i mean by this)
well, lately some of the other girls are going to great lengths to explain why i'm making money and they aren't. apparently i go home with customers, jerk them off in the VIP rooms, and let them finger me, among other things. our club IS kinda lax on touching in dances--lax as in, touching of the back and legs is permitted at the dancer's discretion. i'll admit that i do permit this from time to time, but as anyone watching the surveillance cameras would know, thats about as far as it goes.
there is one girl, and i hate her so vehemently its simply beyond words. she is the ring leader for all of this crap. she is one of those girls who has been dancing too long, caught up in an occupation that completely consumes her. any time there is any drama in the club, its usually incited by her. last night while i was dancing on stage, she sat down in the lap of a guy i just started dancing for, who i was hustling earlier. knowing she just didn this to piss me off, i moved to the guy sitting next to him. so she struck up a conversation with that guy. realizing she was only trying to distract him, i moved to the next guy, whom she also started talking to. she did this with four guys back-to-back, just to keep them from paying attention to me. she did this because when she was on (another part of the) stage earlier, i was talking to those guys--or, rather, they were talking to me. ettiquette tells me that if she would have come over to where they were, i would have had them pay attention to her. but she didnt.
but what she did to me, on purpose, holy shit i wanted to stab her in the throat with my shoe.
i like to think that i am of some value to the club. my picture is on the business card for christ sake. i realize at a bigger club im just a medium-sized fish, but here, well, that's not the case. i like everything about the place i work and i dont want to leave...but these rumors..and the amount of other dancers who actually believe them..are getting out of hand. and now, with all of the ridiculous sharking, drama, and cattiness, i cant fucking take it anymore.
my car got keyed a couple of weeks ago. this is getting out of hand.
so. um. any advice?



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Sry you car got keyed...i know the feeling
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