ARGH. I know there's a rant thread in the Private Party forum...but I need to vent about club stuff for a minute!
First tonight, I realize that I left my little box of jewelry on the counter in the DR at Club A. The problem with this is a) girls there will even steal dirty thongs if they're left out; I just KNOW it's too much to ask that my entire collection of gaudy rhinestone stripper jewelry will still be there when I go into work on Sunday....and b) I can't just swing by the club and look for it on the off chance that it might still be there, because Club A is all the way across the state line and I'm scheduled at Club B in my home city tonight. I ended up replacing it all online...b/c I'm sure it's gone for good...but now I have to wait 7-12 business days for any of it. I feel fucking naked without any sparkly jewelry! FUCKFUCKFUCK.Especially the huge rhinestone choker necklace that I'd beeen wearing every single fucking night since I bought it...the one that even stopped custies from licking my neck when i leaned back or put my face close to them in LDs (b/c all they would have gotten is a mouthful of metal necklace, so they don't even try when I'm wearing it!).
I can't even really blame anyone else either; my fault for leaving it out in the first place and leaving it at the club and being stupid.
So I slink into the Vu wearing a pathetically tiny pair of drop earrings and sulking.
The club is DEAD. I got there about three hours later than I usually do, and paid more house fee because of it, trying to avoid the whole "sitting around for hours" thing. But no...I get there at 9 and am STILL sitting around for hours. Then in come two bachelor parties full of cheap rude assholes. No help there.
Finally I sit down with two guys and decide that I can't fucking deal with this anymore and fuck it, I'm just going to get drunk with them. I have a large amount of vodka, and one of the guys asks for details about the CR. I halfheartedly give him the rundown, not expecting to actually make the sale, but he goes for it, and is actually pleasant to dance for!
Then I get out of the room and go onstage...make $40 onstage, and have literally 15 guys asking for LDs and telling me to come see them when I get offstage b/c they want dances. W00t! My night is turning around; first a CR and now I've got a waiting list. Oh but first, the girl who was supposed to go onstage after me just missed her whole set. So I'm stuck up there for two more songs. OK...
So I get down after doing two stage sets back to back, and sell multiples to the first two guys waiting for me...and then I hear "last call for alcohol!"
say WHAT??! I thought it was only midnight! Noooo...it's 1:45 and just now that I've got enough LD prospects to last me an entire fucking NIGHT, we're closing!
ARRGHGHGHGHGH! This has been happening every single night at this club for the past MONTH. Sit around and wait for hours making no money, then scramble around trying to get to as many people as possible b/c once the clock hits 12:30, everyone suddenly wants a dance--even the douches that turned me down earlier in the night, b/c now they see everyone else snatching me up.
The DJ and I joke that whenever I dance to "this aint a scene, it's an arms race" it's like the cue to get the night started, because for the past month or so, it seems like I'm *always* onstage and dancing to that right when the rush starts hitting.But really, where were all these guys that want LDs so badly now...where the hell were you all two hours ago?! DAMNIT!
I figured out that if I'd had the time to do even one LD for everyone who asked me after my last stage set, I would have made $300 more than I did, and literally walked out with nearly twice as much as I actually made. And that's only if I sold each one of them ONE dance...which, if the way my night was going after I got out of the CR was any indication, I probably would have sold multiples to at least half of them. FUCK! Sitting around for HOURS making shit, and then later all these guys are lined up for dances that I didn't even have to hustle for and wanting to give me money...and it's 15 minutes till closing and I don't have enough TIME!
Excuse me while I beat my head against the wall. Bah. I'm going to bed now. Just had to rant.![]()


Especially the huge rhinestone choker necklace that I'd beeen wearing every single fucking night since I bought it...the one that even stopped custies from licking my neck when i leaned back or put my face close to them in LDs (b/c all they would have gotten is a mouthful of metal necklace, so they don't even try when I'm wearing it!).
But really, where were all these guys that want LDs so badly now...where the hell were you all two hours ago?! DAMNIT!
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