It appears that my takeover of the little blue collar dive bar that could is not going to work out. First, the most reviled agents in town have now started booking three girls there for every shift instead of the usual two. Might not seem like a big deal, but it means that it cuts down on my stage time about 20 percent, therefore slashing my income. It's a stage only club, and I'm not allowed to give dances. But I liked that there were two girls and we could make stage money without hustling the customers. I've tried to talk to them about it and demand that I would only work with one other girl, but in return they just lie to me about it. They say there will be two girls, but there are always three. In addition, the cook and the bartender are annoying the hell out of me. Yesterday after my shift, I spent maybe ten minutes at the bar talking to an older man who was telling me some seriously fascinating stories. Both the cook, who was hanging out at the bar after his shift drinking, and the bartender were looking at me like I was crazy to want to talk to this tattooed old man. The bartender even said, "Did he tell you a sob story?" and then mumbled something about me being gullible. It was like fucking hell, I'm rounding out a seven day workweek. If I want to sit and talk with someone (someone who comes into the club and tips alright three times a week, at that), that's my fucking business! The cook is constantly complaining to me about how things suck, how he has to work so hard, how I should tip more, etc. As one of the other dancers said, "He's a little bitch." He's also constantly asking me personal questions about my life and said one time that he thought I was "touched." To top it all off, I'm sick of the music that's in the jukebox and burned five hours of music to put in there, but the owners -- who won't look the dancers in the eye -- can't be bothered to put it in there. I've been waiting for weeks, but I know it's not going to happen. The bartender and the cook have both asked them about it.
I had a good run there, really. I saw so much potential for that place. I love clubs where there are two dancers and you can pick your own music and put on a show for tips. It's also in the perfect part of town to attract a diverse crowd of young people, blue collar workers, businessmen, out-of-towners and ship merchants. I thought that by force of music taste and dancing skills I could transform the place. But in the end, I just got my hopes up when I got a few regulars who would spend a lot, and now that they aren't consistently coming in as much, I'm stuck with the same old scene, and making 100-200 dollars a night. So yeah, going back to the hustle club. If I'm going to work seven days in a row, I better have at least two grand.


Reply With Quote



Bookmarks