I saw the tackiest thing I have ever seen in a strip club last Friday. I am not sure what the daytime manager was thinking but he hired these two girls that walked in, one of whom, in her dance clothes, was quite obviously pregnant! She wasn't huge, but clearly knocked up to my eye. That's not the worst part - I saw her walking up to a table with a beer and a lit cigarette in her hand! I mean, could you come up with a better white trash illustration than a drinking, smoking, pregnant stripper? When the night shift management came in, I was at the counter paying my house fee and one of the managers was telling the day guy, "We already told this girl she can't work; you need to get rid of her." I would have felt a little sympathy for her if it weren't for the drinking and smoking. Holy crap!
Friday was completely dead between about 3 and 5 - fortunately my customer came in to keep me company. He also bought me a dance from Divine which was fantastic. She is a tall, tan, built woman with hair down to her ass. Her boobs are really nice, natural C-cups, and she has a really pretty face - she's just wonderful to look at. I was intimidated by her when I first started working at XTC since she's pretty outspoken, but it turns out she's a cool woman and has been very nice to me. After she danced for me I got to dance for her; not a bad way to make your money if you can get it. It completely made up for my otherwise shitty week.
For a while Divine and I were talking at the bar and noticing that all of the girls were hanging out with the customers for what seemed like ages - we're talking like a half an hour at the guy's table without doing a dance. They clearly didn't get the concept of making money; hanging out for a couple of songs, and moving on if he's not interested. This frees up both of you.
I was called over by an Asian guy in VIP on my way to the dressing room and did about six dances in a row for him, which was another contributing factor in my having a good day even though it was quite slow in there.
Friday was a long day for me since after work I had a bachelor party booked in North Austin. As we were arriving, a woman walked past us and said, "Next act, huh?" Turns out they'd had a bellydancer perform first! I hoped that I'd live up to that. I've never followed a bellydancer before. Had I known, I would have shown up earlier to catch the show. I 'm pretty sure they were happy with me, though.
Sunday night I was approached by a guy who'd previously emailed me about taking some photos. I went to sit down with him and he proceeded to tell me that I was really "out there," to which I said, "I don't really know what to say to that." He would look at me, then look away and start giggling uncontrollably, saying, "You've got this piercing stare you're looking at me with!" It was very odd, him sitting there telling me I was weird, and me not really knowing what to say. I danced for him and got out of there. If he thought I was that odd, I wonder how he would have been able to photograph me without stopping to giggle every few minutes?