Some chick with crusty bangs is trying to steal my stage name!
I started working at my current club in November. I was coming back from a 6 month break and knew few of the girls I now work with. I went through about a week phase where I tried out new stage names (Charlie, Barbie, Gigi) and finally settled back on the name I used at my other club for 2 years: Veronica. Some drunk girls still call me by one of the other names, but when you say "Veronica" in this club IT MEANS ME.
I'm at my club 6 nights a week, working my ass off until I start back at school in the fall. I want something to show for my time off! So the damned stage name is mine, I think negating any claim to the name Veronica in the past, present, and near future (while I'm working there).
Last night I went to work, and as soon as I walked in the door, the doorgirl tells me "There's another Veronica here tonight" and I was like "OH NO YOU DIDN'T". Where's the loyalty? The DJ called her onstage when I was walking into the dressing room.
I usually don't have diva go-go head moments, but I was MAD at the doorgirl and the DJ. Just because she got there an hour before me, she gets to usurp my name? I'm SURE they told her someone else had the name, and I'm sure she didn't care, and they didn't care enough to tell her to pick a new one. YOUR TIPS ARE LOWERED FOR THE EVENING AND POSSIBLY FOREVER, BITCHES.
She walked into the dressing room after her stage set and I asked "Are you Veronica?" she replied "Yes" and I said "Nope, I'm Veronica". She explained that she worked there YEARS ago as Veronica, and now she was back for a night and would be every couple of weeks. I recognize her now. She was there a few weeks ago, when we had a better DJ, and he made her pick a new name out of loyalty to the more consistent employee. She KNEW what she was doing last night. I explained that I'm there nearly every night, and I've been using the name since November. I asked her if she could PLEASE pick a new name, since there was NO WAY I was going to change mine. She said she wouldn't. She tried to act like she was above it and said she didn't care. I told her that honestly I did care, and she needs to pick a new name for the stage at least, because this is going to get confusing. She decided to go by "V". Lame. She made this big point of how she isn't there 6 nights a week like me, how she only does it every once in a while, like she's better than me. You don't know what's going on in my life, Crusty! I could pay my bills working 2 nights a week. I need tuition, savings, a nose job, to pay off my credit cards and car, and MONEY MONEY MONEY. Don't act like you're better because you don't strip all that often. FUCK YOU, YOU NAME STEALING, NEWSBOY CAP WEARING, FAKE TANNING, CUT OFF JEAN SKIRT WITH LYCRA TRIANGLE TOP, WORN OUT KNEE BOOT SPORTING, SHOE POLISH JERRY LEWIS BLACK HAIR DYE SKANK.
Her friend ChunkyThigh de la SharpieEyebrows walks into the dressing room, and she starts speaking really animatedly in Spanish. I know enough to know they're talking about me. Blondie took three years of Spanish in high school, suckas! The rest of night, everytime CrustyBangs and her friend SharpieEyebrows walk by me they make a really big deal of her name, saying "Veeerrrr onnnnn NIKKA".
But the universe has a nice way of working things out. TWICE that night she was sitting in customer's laps, and I walked by and they told her "I don't want dances from you, I want her". SUCK IT.
Ugh. I declare a jihad on this bitch.



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I wouldn't be so pissed if I knew she just did it by accident, but she did it on purpose, and had help from the doorgirl and DJ. I'm sure they really don't know any better. Still pisses me off.


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