You look familiar

Work went pretty well last night. It was the first night I worked since Monday (which was pathetic). I didn't work much this week because I got a pretty nasty black eye Tuesday and it was too swollen and unsightly to exhibit at work. Last night it was easy enough to cover with makeup, though I kept going back into the dressing room to make sure no bruising could be seen.

Speaking of the dressing room-they redid the entire thing. It looks much nicer. Strip club dressing rooms are notoriously shitty.

They also hired about 20 new girls. Most of the new ones are pretty trashy looking so I'm not too annoyed. I guess they want the house fees, but I feel like having crappy looking girls is detrimental to the club's money in the long run.

Speaking of new girls, the house mom was telling me a story about a girl they hired last week. Apparently she had a 1/2 hour vip and came out after ten minutes. She told the floor man that they were done and he informed her that they still had 20 minutes remaining. She then said "well I blew the guy and he came already so we're done." Now this is something I would say sarcastically but this girl was serious. The house mom had to then explain to her how prostitution is illegal and how what she did was considered prostitution. I guess her final words were "so we can't do that here?". Needless to say, she no longer works there.

Last night I had an hour vip with a customer who I've had before. It was funny because he tipped me on stage and I knew that I recognized him, but couldn't place him. He said I also looked familiar but couldn't remember why. I went and talked with him and did 5 dances for him. Then he asked about vip and asked if I partied. BAM. Those words triggered my memory and the mystery was solved. He was my first vip customer after coming back from colorado. The one who did tons of coke in vip. The one who kept "complaining" that I ripped him off, but not in a pissy way.

I reminded him of our previous night together and reminded him that I was a pretty clean dancer. "Oh yeah..." "Let's go to vip anyway."

So we went and both did quite a bit of party substance and he kept asking to do lewd things to me and I kept denying him. Almost identical to how it went last time. Despite his requests I like the guy. Even though he's a hornball he isn't physically pushy and I get the feeling he's more so playing around than being serious. Plus, he's generous with his coke.

One sucky thing about saturdays is that the vip rooms fill up pretty quickly so if you get any vip requests after 11:30 you're probably not going to get a room. I had a guy come tip me on stage and tell me that he wanted to pay for his friend to go to vip for an hour. He said he'd pay $500. I went to go reserve a room and there was a 2 hour wait. Of course they weren't going to be there in two hours and I missed out on $500. Oh well.

Little asian man was there so I sat with him for the remainder of my night occasionally dancing on the table.

Grand total for the night was $600 and change. Would have been more but I accidentally over tipped the dj by $50-gave him $100 instead of $50 because I forgot about my credit card money in which 10% automatically goes to the dj. Oh well again.

Little asian man was in so I sat with him a good bit of the night.