u/Prestigious-Art630

My club dressing room is the size of a bathroom, us girls have to stand directly on top of each other on a weekend night. Honestly ANY night that isn’t Sunday or Monday, there is absolutely no space for more than 10 girls to be in there. This also turns into a problem later in the night because now there are a million girls just sitting around because only 30% of the packed club is spending. There’s also only two dance booths and one champagne room…..

It’s my fault I know….I’m just pissed because I had some limited edition outfits in there. Like taking literally EVERYTHING is crazy. I don’t care about the SHEIN trash that I bought years ago. Only a handful of girls at my club wear lingerie I’m talking like 3. If I catch anyone wearing my outfits there will be hell.

Always use a lock, even if you work somewhere ”girls don’t steal”

This guy is literally MISERABLE and has told me several times that he cannot physically be alone because he gets extremely depressed and *uicidal. The crazy thing is HE left his wife (not the other way around how it usually is) so he is in fact a self sabotaging fool. Now he’s staying with friends (again, he cannot be alone) while someone rents out his house so he can afford his four figure car payment.

At the end of the day I’m hot as fuck, educated and have a nice ass. This job really conditions us baddies to expect losers to treat us poorly and we have to be comfortable with this? Yeah no. Being rejected by a man (that I basically convinced myself to like mind you) is a blessing and I’m glad the trash ones like above scatter quickly to make room for who is coming. Who I really want.

Hear me out before you start roasting me bitches.

I am a travel dancer and I never stay in a city for more than a couple days if I’m not hitting my quotas. I had a generous customer that I met in my last city, he would text me every two days since April 25th about coming back to town and how much he misses me. The only reason why I left town was because I had shit to do in my hometown. I told him I’d love to come back to work in his city and that he can purchase my roundtrip ticket (this was about $480) and he completely spiraled. Mind you, he spent about 1k at the club everytime he went in. I told him that’s okay, you can visit me at my current club in my current city and this sassy old bitch has the nerve to say “that’s not how this works”

I thought I blocked and deleted his number after that weird low T controlling remark but I made a mistake and blocked a different unsaved number that looked similar to his. So he randomly texts me last night saying “you know my ex girlfriend used to do that” and I’m confused, I say “sorry who is this?” and he says his name and I’m like here we go. He then texts me back immediately saying “oh I was just saying that my ex girlfriend would ask me for money and things“ and instead of arguing I say “okay” and block him.

Was I so out of line for asking this customer who blows up my phone every few days to fly me out?

I’m at the point where I’m ready to go. I’ve been here since 6pm and it’s 5 minuets until 2. We close at 3 but realistically nobody here is wanting a dance and the two new guys that just walked in shot me down before I could even say my name. Remind me to never travel to a new club (full of Cubans btw) again and just stick to the ones I’m consistently making money at.

Should I go or should I make 5 more dollars?

Y’all my club was so cold last night I was forced to leave early. I couldn’t even stay until 11pm. The locker room is kept warm and cozy but it’s two stories up from the main floor so I found myself walking up and down the stairs 12 times. I was so upset because I had only made $160 when I hit my shivering limit. I went up on stage 9 or 10 times throughout my shift and was constantly walking around yet I couldn’t warm up at all on the floor.

I packed a cute little cropped fur coat in my dance bag today so I am forced to stay until 4am.

This is the first girl that spoke to me at this club and she even willingly put me on to one of her regulars because he likes fit girls and yeah we’re both fit girls.

This happened the other day. I have a full face of makeup on and I do my hair, nails, the whole shabang everyday. Like Barbie level. Well homegirl walks into the dressing room to get ready and started announcing that her regulars are coming in today and she doesn’t need to do her hair or makeup she just gets on the floor looking like this (points to herself). Now I didn’t say anything besides good morning so I thought this was weird and yes I am the only girl in the dressing room atp.

A few hours pass and another dancer comes up to me complimenting my braids. She asks who does them (I do them myself) and then asks for a quote. I tell her $____ is fine and I will provide the hair. Well homegirl overheard us and after she walks away she announces that she would never do hair for $____ and that’s to many hours of work because she can just call one of her sugar daddys and make 500.

Does this girl have a problem with me or is she simply on the spectrum/not aware of what’s really coming out of her mouth? I hate to sound ignorant because I have zero knowledge of any of my friends or family being ND. I’ll also add that she’s 25 (so yeah frontal lobe is fully developed) and has been dancing longer than I have.

Today is my last day here because what the fuck??? I thought I escaped this shit but I guess it’s normal??? If I went behind the bar and served myself a drink I’d be suspended or fired.

FUCK EVERY CLUB THAT ALLOWS THIS.

Go ahead and drill my ass I don’t care. My club is chill and everyone makes decent money. No pimps pretending to be customers. I don’t have to pull chewed gum off the bottom of my heels 3x a night. There’s no drama (as far as I know, I usually keep to myself) girls stealing money from your section or extra loud dressing room FaceTime conversation. There aren’t any girls that throw your belongings on the ground to make room for their own. Nobody calls you out your name in Spanish (besides the Latino male customers) nobody is sucking dick for $85 or riding potentially diseased cock for $200. This is bliss. I love my crunchy little hole in the wall dive bar.

My best nights ever have been with customers 21-31. I work in some pretty intense cities in Texas and Florida and I’ve found that young men are more generous, positive and supportive compared to old men. All of my older 42+ customers have been very entitled after one shift, obsessive and eventually angry. They go off the walls when they realize we’re not fucking and one old ass white man even got me fired from my best club in South Florida because I didn’t talk to him (he would come in every damn day literally looking like a vampire he was a buddy of the owner and felt like he owned all the new girls).

Am I seriously the only girl that has better luck with young men (and women, female customers 25-35 are VERY generous)? Could I possibly be self sabotaging because I don’t click with old men so I automatically cancel them out? Idk I just feel like they never know what to talk about with me and go straight to politics, racism or really anything extremely ignorant.

Valentines Day (nude club)

Fathers Day (nude club)

Christmas Eve (topless club)

The day before Thanksgiving and the day after (topless club)

The day before Easter and Easter Sunday (bikini bar)

New Years Eve (topless club)

One of my regulars knows that I just moved into a new home. He was actually the very person to give me the contact information for my realtor.

A few days ago I asked him to send me $400 so I can do some shopping at HomeGoods and he completely went off on me. He asked me “do you think I’m stupid girl?” and then something else I don’t remember because I hung up on him mid sentence and blocked him. I was surprised because I’ve never had an issue with a guy that liked me sending me money, even my young guy friends my age who don’t go to the club will send me money just for being kind and pretty and asking. It felt a bit feminine of him to react like that which is why I hung up and blocked him. I already know his fat ass will be back in the club next weekend acting like nothing happened.

Do you ladies ask for money outside the club or do your regulars only pay you face to face?

Last night on THREE SEPERATE OCCASIONS I was talking to a white customer and their Mexican friend tried to either convince them not to spend money, literally held them down so they couldn’t tip my stage or they straight up ripped the friend away from me to go to VIP with a different girl. Literally three fucking times.

Working at this club makes me so emotional because not only am I the only black dancer but I also can’t say anything about how I’m being treated because nobody would understand, I basically have to fight customers on my own or demands tips while everyone is being paid and treated fairly. Like why the fuck can’t I skip my rotation if I make nothing on stage and all my money comes from being on the floor? I’m starting to realize why there aren’t any black women here, when I first got hired there were a bunch, now I’m the only one. I have 4 days left in this cunt ass city and I don’t have the energy to deal with this everyday.

And before y'all tell me to go work at an urban club THIS IS AN URBAN CLUB.

You have no idea what anyone in your club is making. Even if you are one of the weirdos that stands by the VIP desk looking at the dance tracker you still don’t know. Even if you are the dang manager overseeing everything you still don’t know. It’s so cringe to hear this term, are you pocket watching? A lot of girls offer cheaper prices to seem busy or desirable and I used to work at a club where several girls would give their own money to their boyfriends or pimps to throw on their stage. Yes you read that right.

My best night ever a guy handed me $100 bills all night long literally from 10pm until close 6am and I didn’t do a single lap dance on the books. We just yapped and drank It was hilarious because security was pocket watching me like crazy, hovering behind me, wondering why am I sitting with a guy not getting dances for nearly 6 hours. I then paid my house fee which was $15 lol and everyone assumed I was lazy and had a bad day.

Stop pocket watching.

Sigh…..I just arrived back in Texas, showered and drove straight to work.

I’m in the locker room right now frowning like a clown, starting to realize how good I had it at my country ass strict ass bikini bar home club. I forgot how obnoxious *COUGH COUGH* are and how hard it is to hustle when there are so many here literally scaring customers away. I can’t tell y’all the amount of times a guy has complained to me about *COUGH COUGH* being unnecessarily aggressive and not in a sexy way. They molest these guys before they’re even paid and think that will entice them to spend more when it’s really the complete opposite.

Looking at flights back after this shift is over.

I’m about 50/50 when it comes to getting dances with these guys. It should be higher, it should be 70/30 but I usually don’t have the patience to basically beg for their money because dude you know where you are dumb bitch. If he’s an obvious regular I never circle back. If he’s not a derelict regular we will chat for a few seconds and they I collect a little tip. These dudes are also a big reason as to why I prefer nude clubs because the majority of them don’t serve any alcohol so “here for a drink” guy doesn’t exist. At the nude clubs where they do exist I simply wait for him to get drunk then I’ll circle back around.

Anyways, I’m curious y‘all, how often do you get the “here for a drink guy” to spend? Do you walk away immediately? Do you sit with him and keep pushing? I’m not a bubbly person, I profit mostly off my looks and seduction and I feel like I have to work extra hard to turn up the flirting, smile a lot more and pay more attention whenever I run into one of these clowns so they let their “all these sloots just want money” guard down.

Y’all I got into a new club last night and I made good money but these motherfuckers take 70% of what we make so I’m not willing to go back until the weekend maybe idk. I made $820 and left with $360……Not only that but dances and rooms are far to cheap and they don’t let you touch any of your money until the end of your shift.

I want to try a club that’s down the street from me literally walking distance but my problem is I have already been rejected six times over the course of the 2 years I tried to get in. Is lucky number 7 a thing? The last time I was rejected the manager said it’s just to slow to hire more girls which I found odd because it was busy season, lying asshole. I genuinely think that they won’t let me in because I don’t seem easily fuckable. Like I would quit before I had to suck peen.

Anyways do y'all think I should say fuck it and go in one more time? I have never tried a club more than twice so this feels like overkill. I was hired here before they remodeled and switched management so I know it’s not my look that’s getting me sent home.

A tale as old as time.

Guy spends a couple hundred bucks on me and now I’m suddenly his girlfriend and he never comes back to the club because he only wants to take me to dinner and vacation.

This guy initially wasn’t my type at all, he’s very arrogant and flexes his money which is extremely unattractive to me. Like one day when he came over to the club to see me he brought in HIS ENTIRE SAFE DEPOSIT BOX and showed me the money in it (I never asked). Maybe he’s trying to get robbed? Maybe he never had money growing up and this is a flex to him? Like he did it in front of a few people, I found this to be really strange.

I work every other day and he knows my schedule but doesn’t go in when I’m working. He will purposely wait until I’m off at 3am or wait until my off day to reach out to me and I hate it. I have blocked him and I only unblock him when I’m working.

I’m not really trying to get him back, I’m just complaining. It’s not even that he doesn’t like me anymore, he clearly still does but bitch I’m not your girlfriend I’m a stripper, stop fucking asking me out on dates and vacation and shit. I only go on vacation with my girls, myself or a hot rich guy I can find in the wild. Just yesterday he asked me to go to Spain with him and I said I would love to, I just need you to cover my missed days off work ($,$$$) and this old bitch said no???? Okay so then fuck off, see you at the club.

Another annoying thing I want to complain about is my club is one of the biggest in America, we have a “roll call” list that shows all the girls working so yes he is purposely not coming in the club.

I’m blocking him for good, fuck these games, I am to old for this.

If a guy straight up asks me for it I charge $300 cash upfront. If he’s a spending customer that I have been hanging out with I will give it away after one champagne room or after at least 6 dances (we make our own prices and I charge $50/song). I think this is a good reasonable number because I don’t immediately drain that ass but I also have a comfortable little deposit for the energy I’m about to give away.

How much do y’all charge? Do I need to up my price to $500? I think $300 is becoming to easy to give away and I really only want quality guys in my phone.

This shit is so weak. Talking to a room full of ugly mean men that don’t think you’re attractive because of their sheep ass societal norms basically begging them to come out their wallets is so mentally exhausting. Chatting with a customer up until literally anything that isn’t black walks behind me. Being watched on stage by everyone in the building and getting paid with compliments as soon as I get down. Getting fired from clubs just as quick as getting hired because the regulars don’t like to many black girls. Tipping everyone well minding my business respecting the rules never causing drama or doing drugs but losing my job because I spoke up for myself during my 36864th attack of the mont. Dealing with racist ignorant comments from non black staff who think AAVE and Beyoncé and slavery and asking if my hair is real in efforts to bond like I’m some fucking history teacher because they aren’t exposed to black people on the day to day and only see us as entertainment or criminals. Constantly feeling ugly after getting rejected by people I would never even look at twice in the outside world and at the same time having to look better than everyone in the building two times over just to get hired, work twice as hard as everyone and still make average earnings bitch I’m exhausted. Legit running on fumes.

I made much more and consistent money when I was a sugar baby/sugar girlfriend. I knew exactly when and how much I was getting paid. I don’t even remember why I gave it up, I got really really lucky all of my sugar daddies (except for one) were generous, tall and attractive educated men. I must be dumb. Let me go and call one of them right now because I can’t do this shit anymore. I didn’t realize how much of my spark I lost while dancing until I started to hate dressing up, hate going out, hate speaking to people for free and found traveling to be a chore because I only travel to try new clubs. The last time I traveled for my own pleasure was 4 years ago. I know comparison is the thief of joy or whatever but the two beautiful amazing smart black women who got me into SW are chilling and have not danced at a club in years because their sugar daddies sponsored their dream jobs and dream cars years ago.

I‘m going to start implementing going out at least 3x a week in my schedule. It was much easier being a SB and I was much happier because I had the mental space for my other activities, hobbies and side hustle.