a numbers game

Just as I had hoped, saturday was pretty good.

Early in the night, as I was getting done with my first stage set, a middle aged asian man called me over. I had a good feeling about him, so I went and sat down. He asked about vip right away. I told him the price was $200/half hr., and he balked a bit.

"I paid $150 the other night."

The way things work at my club is like so:

There is the room fee, which varies depending on the size of the room. All this money goes to the club. The room fee is $30/half hour for the smallest rooms, and goes up to $100/half hr for the largest room.

Then there is the tip for the waitress. I suppose this isn't absolutely necessary, but you do not want to be on the waitresses bad side, trust me. I usually tell the customers to give her $20/half hour, plus tip her on any drinks that we order.

Last, there's my money. I generally charge $200/half hr. I'll explain the generally in a second.

That makes the grand total $250 per half hr.

I still haven't found the best way to relay this information to the customer. Sometimes I tell them the total price, and deal with the breakdown after we're in the room, other times I tell them my price, and then mention that there's also a room fee. I bring up the waitresses tip after we're in the room. The reason I have a hard time with this is because I don't want the customer to feel like I'm scamming him by not telling him the full price, but I also want to make sure he knows that I'm not getting the full $250.

So anyways, I tell my customer the price is $200, figuring that I'll let him know about the room fee/waitress tip later. We get into the room and the waitress comes in. She asks for the $30 for the room, and he starts talking about how I told him it was going to be $200. The waitress tells him that is what he owes me, and the room is a separate $30. I can tell he's freaking out a bit so I tell him to hand me the $200 and I'll sort it out. I give the waitress her $30 and a $20 tip, which leaves me with $150.

Now, $150 is the minimum we can accept for vip, and I don't generally like doing it because most girls charge $200, and it's shitty to undercut. In this case, I bit my tongue and took it. Luckily he tipped me an extra $60 while we were in the room, so I ended up getting $210 for the room, but the waitress probably still thinks I'm one of those cheap girls.

We end up staying in the room for 2 hours. I end up with $700 after the two hours. Mostly because I also tipped the bouncer $60 for renewing a bunch of times, after we told him we'd only be in there for 30 minutes.

My vip was slightly annoying, but not too bad. He was really clingy, and didn't want me to leave the room because he didn't 'want other men to look at or touch me'. He also wanted me to play with his nipples for what felt like forever. Even though I've been doing this for over 3 years, I still feel like a bit of a weirdo sitting in a tiny room, playing with a middle aged asian man's nipples. I dunno.

I ended up netting a little over $800 for the night (after tipout), so that helped make up for the shittiness that was wednesday and thursday.

On another note, I'm not sure that ga tech kid is understanding that we're not together. I even called him again to re-affirm the fact that I was not interested in a relationship with him, but still got a friday night 'what are you doing text'. And then two saturday calls and a voicemail. And then a sunday morning movie invite. Also a sunday night 'what are you doing' text...So, I don't know.

I wonder if this general sense of annoyance I feel towards him is how the ex roommate felt about me. If so, I feel like a fucking retard.