Wow, did I have a horrible night.
So I'm sitting with a guy and his friend comes back and sits down with him. Let's call guy in question Mr. Big. Mr. Big looks at me and is like, "damn, you're sexy." So I start talking to him and another dancer, let's call her Rainy, comes by and puts her hands around his neck. (Personally, I think it's kind of rude to start flirting with a customer when he's sitting with a girl, but maybe that's just me.) Rainy does something that possesses me to say to Mr. Big, "OK, you go get your dance with Rainy, I'll be back to find you... blah blah blah." So I get up and leave. I sit with his friend later on and try and get him to buy a dance, and Mr. Big comes back. He's got a (verifiable) $550 bar tab and apparently just spent $1000 on Rainy in VIP and had previously tipped this waitress $300. He hands me his credit card slip for his bar tab and says "she's going to sign this. Tip her 25%." Then Rainy comes back and the waitress gives her the receipt and he tells Rainy to write in the tip, and the waitress goes back and forth with him about how much he should give her. So I start hustling him to take me to the VIP. He sends Rainy to the ATM with his card and pin to get more money out and tells me to go with her. I ask Rainy what his name is and she says "my customer." I'm waiting around in the general vicinity of his seat and the she comes up to me and says, "seriously, though, you need to back off my fucking customer." He expressed interest in me and I responded. Is that so fucking wrong? Is it cool for dancers to "own" a guy?
Nevertheless, I "backed off" and spent the rest of the night (30 minutes) in the bathroom crying. I went and tipped the DJ out and asked if I could go at 2:00 when we sort of close because I wanted to leave early. He had told me it was cool if I left at 2:00, but the lap dance room bouncer said I'd get fined $250 for leaving early if I didn't do my set, so I went back to the DJ and asked if he could put me on stage first, or at least early, for our little after hours show (sans alcohol) so I could go. He fucking put me last, despite the fact that I asked him initially and then once we started if he could move me up. Who's blowing the DJ that I pissed off? I mean, why would you do that?
Then, if that's not enough, I'm sitting in the dressing room getting ready to go home and this girl is talking about some problem, and so I ask "what happened" out of concern and interest and she snaps back "none of your fucking business; I was talking to her," then turns to the other girl and says "I love it when people try and get all up in my conversation." Then I say "I'm sorry" and she comes back "what did you say" as if I had just called her a bitch or something, so I repeated it and she's like "fucking right." I'm pretty sure this is the girl I gave a baby wipe without so much as a thank you. WTF did I do to you?
Yeah, I'm new and I'm too fucking nice, but that doesn't mean it's OK to drag me through the dirt. On top of that, I made less in the last three nights combined than I made my first night and when all is said and done (including time and money it takes to get my nails done, tan, drive to work, put make up on, etc.) I'm earning about $10 an hour dancing around half fucking naked and grinding dick. I am so done with this.



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HAHAHAHAHA!!!! But I banked!
I'm not saying do this but a little Viseen (SP) goes a long way.
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