I hate having to pretend to be happy and carefree when I am SO NOT!I'm seriously trying to snap out of it right now. Hopefully I'll feel better when my make-up is on.
I hate having to pretend to be happy and carefree when I am SO NOT!I'm seriously trying to snap out of it right now. Hopefully I'll feel better when my make-up is on.
If you think school is hard, try being stupid.





Ugh I know how you feel. I skipped work yesterday. It was going to be a good night too.
If I already took a shower. I continue with the rest of my pre work rituals and head down there blasting music to sing along too. Or put on fake eyelashes or try new makeup to not feel like me. By the time I get there I feel so much like someone else its not me anymore. Then I can work as my happy alter ego.
you live like an ivy vine
you can only survive by clinging onto trees
that's your flaw
put down some roots so you can stand on your own
-Kenpachi
Pretending to be happy go lucky when you are not feeling it a tough one for sure.... I call having to pretend so being "on".... it's always kinda funny to see the girls come in the dressing room after being "on" and whoosh then "off".
Being a good actress is almost a must to be a stripper, imo.





I know the feeling. I wasn't feeling so into it tonight and was praying I wouldn't be able to find my $50 bill I needed for tip out. But...surprise...there it was. So off I go...*jabs on button* dammit! Work!
Worst yet...you're in a good mood and work kills it. I was so pumped, bills are paid, now on to making Christmas gift money...nothing but shitty, "no not yet" assholes! I became so frustrated I didn't want to ask one more guy...and then, THANK GOD a nice regular of mine showed up to take me to VIP! Ya, this job can be a bummer!
Yes, I feel the same way. That's part of the reason that I have taken some time off from dancing, because there was a recent death and I was too depressed to go to work. I didn't want my sadness to show, and I didn't want people asking me about it and me getting upset over it all over again. I've found that when I go to work while sick or grieving, I almost NEVER do good and it just isn't worth my time.
a bad mood always kills sales.
i found the inverse out the other mood when i was feeling especially positive and happy and sexy.
it was a shitty night but i was probably in the top few girls as far as money goes, that night.
a great attitude really pays off. people feed off positive energy, and they love people who are positive and fun. money money money, right??





I hear ya, Bella. That's one of the hardest parts of our job. In other jobs, the mood you're in doesn't usually affect your paycheck, but in our line of work, if we don't appear cheerful to the customers, it definitely affects our money. A long time ago I was fighting with this guy I really liked, and it was so tough to be smiley and happy when I just wanted to burst out crying. During that time I'd usually allow myself 30 minutes to an hour a day to mope and have a good cry (not at work), and this usually helped me be more happy at work.





Actually, I love going to work because no matter how shitty my real life is going, I HAVE to check all that at the door and be my happy smiley self. So, because I have to, I can totally put out of my mid whatever is bugging me, and deal with it the next day.
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When you perform... you are out of yourself--larger and more potent, more beautiful. You are for minutes heroic. This is power. This is glory on earth. And it is yours, nightly.
--Agnes De Mille
The biggest challenge for me is getting out of the house. If I can do that then off to work I go and I always give 110% once I'm on the floor. I'm not perfect tho' I complain just like the rest of us, but I re-group and focus on my objectives. It's a mental struggle and physically demanding and exhausting, but I'd be damn to waste my time walking around that club for free. I see girls all the time pitch a tent, get down on themselves, slow down, get drunk, and just give up. Great! I wish more of them were like that. It would make my job a hell of alot easier. It's like driving around a parked car.
Just remember that this is a means to an end. Find something that makes you happy and focus on that and treat the customers the way you would want to be treated if you came to a stripclub. I'm myself, but more cheerful, but if I'm feeling sucky I don't necessarily hide it either. Think, what would you spend your money on if you were there? It wouldn't be the drunk, depressed girl hiding in the corner!



Sometimes I find that faking a good mood at work can actually put me into a better mood for real, and help me forget about whatever else is going on in my life. Of course, it doesn't always work this way and sometimes I really can't snap out of it no matter what I do.
In a way, my fragile little ego is both a blessing and a curse in this line of work. If I'm bummed out, having a good night will completely snap me out of it. It especially helps if I can find the odd gentleman who wants to pay me generously for my conversation and company and not just for a look at my tits. There have been many nights when my mood is totally lifted by that one guy who gushes about how smart and interesting and adorable I am, while distributing well-timed twenties. This only applies, though, if I can make it out the door and plaster that damned toothy grin on my face.
However, if I have a bad night at work when I've already had a bad day, then I become GrumpyMonster 3000 for some time to come. And I don't mean bad night money-wise, but aggravation-wise. I can deal with low earnings when I'm bummed, but I can't tolerate jerks. I get wrathful. It isn't pretty.

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