Last night I went into work feeling good and ready to make money. I got dressed and hit the floor. The first guy I talked to bought two dances and we chatted afterwards. He wanted to take me OTC but I told him it would be $600/hr and NO SEX. He was going for it so told him to visit me on stage as I was next and show me some love. So I get on stage and...he leaves. Fuck. It’s ok though because I'm making decent money on stage and I’m working it so I feel good.
After my set, I do the tip walk and I start up a convo with a guy sitting all by himself at the bar. He's wearing $600 shoes, diamond watch, bracelet and earrings. He's also very laid back and not all flashy with his money. He tips me a five when I shake his hand and offers me a drink. We sit and chat and he is really cool. He's attractive and well spoken and we talk about business and everything else. He's cool about me being married and talks about his relationships. He says he doesn't want any dances but he keeps asking the bartender for ones (like $100 at a time) so I figure he's gonna shower me with money when I get on stage. He say's I'm the most attractive girl there looks and personality wise and he was sitting by himself because he wasn't interested in other girls. Cha-ching for me! I leave him every so often to walk around and shake my booty for a couple tips and ask for dances but no one's buying so I keep going back to him.
Then this boxer who is apparently famous but I don't know him walks in and come to find out, they used to be sparing partners and are good friends. He tells me that guy has money (as evidenced by the bottle of Moet he ordered as soon as he got there) so I think since they know each other and he likes me so much, I'm in there like swimwear! I spent HOURS with this guy (our stage rotation takes FOREVER) thinking once I hit the stage I was going to be tipped like crazy.
Well......I get on stage and the guys that were at the stage tipping the other girls left. Then the other assholes at the stage kept asking me stupid questions and not letting me dance. (They did say they each wanted 2 dances when I got off stage so I kinda let them talking to me incessantly slide.) Then the boxer comes to the stage and says "You're something special." CHA-CHING!! He then proceeds to throw 2 FUCKING DOLLARS ON THE FUCKING STAGE!!! Say What? I said thank you anyway because I am always polite and I think maybe he just want to see how I act because he is famous and he knows I expect money out of him. I think maybe he'll see I'm not all money hungry and I keep my cool and he'll reward me with a bigger tip on my tip walk after my set. So I keep dancing and I look over at the guy I've been sitting with all night and HE’S ON THE FUCKING PHONE!!! He never makes it to the stage. My set ends and I have made about $10. Oh but I still have those 4 dances to do right? Wrong. I was the last girl and when I get off stage, they turn on the lights and tell everyone to leave!
So I go over to the guy to see if he was just waiting for me to get off stage so he could tip me (some guys don't like going to the stage to tip) and he just stays on the phone. I give him a pleasant goodbye and a big hug hoping he'll get the point but ummmm...no. I had to go get dressed so I said bye again and he nods (never getting off the phone) and I walk away. He did say he's coming back tonight to see me and he's bringing his own ones ("because this club doesn't have enough") but I'm over it.
And to add insult to injury, as I am walking back to the dressing room, this guys asks me for a lap dance. I tell him sorry, we're closed and keep on walking. Day late and a dollar short dude.
I get dressed and the boxer is still there sipping his Moet so I go up to him and say, “I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you right away but we don’t usually get men of your stature in here everyday.” He laughs and says it’s ok and then pulls out his wallet. Finally CHA-CHING, right? Hmmmm…not so much. He pulls out a fucking business card and tells me I need to come work out with him (apparently he’s also a personal trainer). So now I’m fat. And broke.
I barely made over $100 last night. I really need money this week (of course) and I am so frustrated! The last 2 weeks have been pretty shitty and with Christmas coming up and bills and everything else...blah!!!
Thanks for reading my very long vent.
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