Friday, August 10, 2012

Rewind

So I'm back at my club. I was for a bit about two months ago, then one particularly terrible saturday night I had somewhat of a mental breakdown and 'quit'.

Well, we all know what quitting means to me...so I'm back. I actually intended to go to another club, but as usual got cold feet.

I've worked two nights so far; saturday and wednesday. Both were decent, and I think the break did me well. I was able to make an acceptable amount of money and blow way under a .08 both nights.

On Saturday I had a regular come in, and he did and hour. That's where the bulk of my money came from. He's a great regular. He doesn't bother me to meet outside of work and try and date me. He understands how things work; he pays me money and I pretend to be interested in his unremarkable middle-aged life. It's great.

Old asian man was in as well. As well as a girl who used to work there years ago...she was one of the 'pretty girls', and I was really happy to see her. Asian man had us dance on the table together and money was made. She asked me if I was married or had any kids. I shrugged my shoulders and replied "no". She had another kid while she was in New York, where she lived during her absence. Part of me is jealous, and part of me wants nothing to do with any such thing. I don't know.

Wednesday was ok. Had a vip with another girl and a guy who liked coke. I had him as a customer a while back. He tipped me on stage, and I vaguely remembered him, but didn't want to mention it because I  figured he wouldn't remember me. Well, he did. And I guess we partied a bit last time we went to vip. So we get up there, and while the other girl was in the restroom, he asks me if I will partake in some cocaine usage with him. I tell him I will (hey, it's been a while). Then he asks me if I can get some. WTF?!? Uh, you don't go the vip acting like you're about to do a bunch of coke if you don't even have it on you. I tell him that I can but I'll need some extra incentive. None of the drug dealers that I'm acquainted with are in that night, so I make a big production of going to 'find some', and by the time I get back our vip is over. Score!

Well, back to the same old grind.

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