I call dibbs on ripping this off for a screenplay. You got kicked out of Ballet Academy because your stuck up Head teacher refused to accept your funky inner city urban ballet moves (are you Puerto Rican? You are in my screenplay), that and your heroin use. Winding up a strung out addict in a strip club quiet yet successful businessman comes in one night and teaches you that you can love him and Ballet without loving heroin. You then street battle your Ballet teacher with her finally accepting that your urban edge is the way forward. I am billing it at Flashdance meets Pretty Woman meets Requiem for a Dream.
My boobs are real, so I don't know about them personally, but I've noticed that men don't always care how big they are. There are guys out there who come in to see the big ones, but most guys I've met don't care. You don't ususally get more money just because they're bigger, unless they are so big it's a novelty, but even then it's the guys who come out to see the big ones that pay that little extra. There are girls who can hack it and girls who can't. There are a certain group of girls that work with me, and I'm included in this group, who will gang up on a girl if she is too big of a bitch or if she's a diva, and we'll get her fired because she's ruining the work day for everyone. Those girls burn out quicker because we want them to. Other reasons for leaving are because you want a real relationship (marriage, kids, the whole thing), you've hit 30 and you can't lose weight like you used to, the shoes are starting to make your feet all deformed, or you've decided to get into porn and/or prostitution. Sometimes girls leave because they feel dirt or whatever, but if you feel dirty the first night, and you feel dirty the second night, you won't come back the third night.
I've been doing this for about 4 years. It started out as just a way to pay the bills, but I totally enjoy it now and I think I'm gonna do it until I'm about 30 (the age when most girls quit) The club I work at is pretty high class, so we don't really have a "c-Squad?" If you've ever watched anything about the old playboy clubs, we kind of run like that. Everyone is looking their best, you can't have a lot of body hair, your make-up has to be tone-appropriate (no foundation masks), stuff like that. The girls that i work with call it quits when they stop making the money they ususally do.
I wish I was Puerto rican. Girls with melanin make a lot more money than white girls. Also, guy with dunce cap picture, have you ever looked into how many classically trained dancers have gotten into stripping? It's a lot.
Have you worked at any other clubs than the one you currently work at? The popular perception is that shady mafia/biker gangs usually run these places. Does this stand up from what you've experienced? Have you heard any horror stories from other girls?
I've only worked a the club I'm at now, but I've done what's called "celebrity appearances" where a club promoter has seen me at the club I'm at and asked me to do a one night only at their club. The owner of one of my celebrity appearances was actually kind of shady. I gave a lap dance to a guy there who might have had a gun. That was the scariest thing I ever did. I've also heard about girls who do private shows for the owner's friends, and those guys expect a little extra because they know the owner. I just want to say, though, stripping as a whole is a safe job. There are bouncers there who walk girls out to their cars, at the club I'm at you can't bring any weapons in, there are a lot of camera and guys watching those cameras, any man who works there has to go through sexual harassment training, and the regulars know the rules and have no problem enforcing them on other people.
... or was he just happy to see you? Also: Kind of abstract, but what's it like having guys feel up your boobs all the time? Was it kind of weird the first few times before you got used to it or was it never an issue? Is yours one of those clubs with free buffets? If so, how's the food?
What's the hiring process like? Do you come in in the afternoon and the owners/managers all sit around like the Olympic judges with their scoresheets and if you get a high enough score you're hired? Or if you look decent enough they let you have a few songs one night and see how you do?
The way way to explain the boob touching is to say that stripping is kind of like masturbating. If you think about it too much, you can't enjoy it. The first couple of times, it was weird. But if I just don't think about it, it's not a problem. We don't have a really big kitchen, so we can't do the whole buffet thing. We tried to do a wing night the one time, but the guys like to touch. Some outfits were ruined with sauce, some nipples were pinched when guys lost grip of breasts, and the owners decided it wasn't a good idea.
Some hiring gets done on amateur nights. Sometimes a girl will come in as a customer and when we're dancing with her, there's chemistry. I came in on a weekday afternoon and asked if they were hiring. If you do it that way, you dance for the floor manager (who is like the den mother for strippers) and if she likes you, you dance for the owner. No matter what way you get hired, though, you still have to do an opening night. They give you one or two songs, and if the crowd is into you, you're in.
Dude, you read my fucking mind. I knew I couldn't be the only one thinking that something just doesn't seem right. The bad grammar, the obvious, short cheesy answers, the name. CandyCane? I mean, come on. Something about this thread is just not right I think someone is trying to pull a fast one. Bullshit called.
I picked Candy cane because I like that Paul Walker movie. I will try to do better with my grammar, and what about my answers is short and cheesy?
What do you do when you're on your period? Do you get that week off or do you have to suffer through it?
Have you ever looked out in the crowd and seen someone there you didn't expect to see? Like a family friend or a church pastor or something?
Good Lord, this screenplay is already half-written. If you cast Will Ferrell as the guy with orange wing sauce on his fingers leaving a handprint on a girl's ass -- it'll open at $25 million.
I used to cut the strings off of tampons, unti I saw "Secret Diary of a Call Girl" where she just puts cotton balls up there. They come out easier than tampons.
The one night, a guy I went to middle school with came in. It was weird because I grew up on the other side of the country and thought that would never happen to me. I don't know if he recognized me, but my parents haven't called to tel me they know what I do, so I guess I'm safe.
I've known places where the dancers can pick their own music when their on stage. Does this apply where you work at?