Recap from Wednesday January 30th
6:45pm cell phone rings. It’s Autumn. “Hey did you hear what happened five minutes after we left last night?” Yep. I heard about the Lap Dance Police. Five tickets issued. Everyone was afraid to do dances and the place emptied out. We giggle. It’s NOT a big deal if you give legal dances.
7:15pm Lots of whining in the LockerRoom. This sucks, there’s too many girls, cops suck, how am I supposed to make money….boo hooo
7:20pm Autumn and I snag a two double dance with Sporty the Ticketbroker from Tampa. Sporty’s friend slides us a C-note. Sporty whines about how the Boston Mafia flooded the market with cheap Superbowl tickets, he lost 150 grand today because he’s just trying to cut his losses. Give him a call Sunday afternoon, he’ll give us free tickets to the Superbowl!
8:45pm Bob from Maine just got off the plane with Joe from Boston. He’s having a midlife crisis and decided to do everything he ever wanted to do before he dies this year. So they flew into town early, are renting Harleys and driving up to Sedona, playing golf, going to FBR on Saturday and the game on Sunday.
9:15pm I’m watching one of the outta town girls perform a….um…dance on the side stage. There is no one around. She’s spread legged on all fours jiggling the copious fat cells up and down, and up and down, and up and down. Did I mention there was no one around? No one. I guess she has never seen the Treasures Powerpoint Presentation on what is sensual, not sexual.
10:30pm Spud the Potato Stud from Calgary enters with his fellow potato entourage. We have a nice conversation, I do two dances, he hands me 100 dollars. I do two more dances, he hands me another 100 dollars. Good looking and generous! I get called to stage. Drunk out of town flipper gives Spud higher mileage dances, off to VIP they go. Oh well, I was overly compensated for my 12 minutes of work, can I really complain??
11:30pm Second wave of customers come through the door. Looky Lou’s not really buying. I do a few table dances, talk to a few of the friendly out of town girls. Have my protein bar. It smells like a skunk in the locker room. I’m informed that it’s not a skunk, just some skanky outta town girl was smokin some bad weed. I guess no one informed her AZ was a smoke free state.
12pm I see well dressed middle aged white guy in business suit being harassed by the outta town dancer with flourescent pink hair extensions and flourescent orange bikini. “Cmon, buy a dance….I haven’t even made my house fee back….I got kids to feed.” (note…this is NOT a good strategy to close a sale, especially when you physically hover over the client clutching the armrest for balance)
“OK, honey…I’m back from my stage!” I say as I sit on his lap. “Thanks for waiting for me!” Flourescent pink hair/orange bikini stomps off. “You looked like you needed a scapegoat.” I said. “Uh…yeah…thank you…I was on my way out and I don’t have any more cash left…I wish I could tip you. Are you here tomorrow” he said slightly embarassed. No worries. Maybe he will come back tonight. Ew…I just got a whiff of skunk again.
1 am Get out of Dodge. As I drive home, I reflect on how much I appreciate my home club when it is in a normal state. My normal co-workers, my normal staff, my normal clients. The next seven days will most certainly deviate from standard operating procedure at Christie’s Cabaret…but it’ll probably give me some great stories to tell.
I got some really great compliments from my co-workers who read my blog. Thank you! Pass it on! Add me as a friend! I’m a teacher both in spirit and in training. I belong in a classroom…even if it is a web based one. Once I have mastered a skill, I get joy from teaching others how to be sucessful at that skill. Being a floor-whore doesn’t require skill (kudos to Jaynie for creating that term to describe what you see in a rap video.) Turning yourself from a SubsistenceStripper, JobStripper, StudentStripper into a SuperStripper does require two important skills: the ability to gain rapport, and the ability to close a sale.
Stay Tuned for Diary of a SuperStripper Day 2
Tags: exotic dancer, strip club, stripper, superbowl, superbowl strippers, vip
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