After working in Springfield again, I had a good weekend working back in Salem. It is more my comfort zone. However, now I appreciate it more now knowing that the “playing ground” so to speak is level, and bigger clubs in bigger cities have a different feel to them. When girls have the same boundaries or at least similar ones, then the customers conform as well with their expectations in the club.
Odd how times change!
For the first time in maybe a year a bouncer came up and said something to a customer who was trying to be touchy this weekend while I was giving a dance. This was refreshing and something that makes me feel a little more safe while I am at work.
This was the norm about three years ago, but some clubs take the limits further then others. Especially in Oregon, but that is where I have mostly worked throughout the years. So it is logical that I would see more baffling things there, right?
This weekend was not normal or average. Friday night was rather slow and Saturday night was busier. I love it when this happens(minus the slow Friday). Something good out of the norm is a treat. It makes work not feel so much just like another day at the office, but like a surprise is waiting for you. SURPRISE! More people and money then you expected! Ding, Ding, Ding! That is the goal.
Every night I go into work with the hopes that this will be the night that I have a HUGE surprise waiting for me.
Tonight I learned there is no going back to small town clubs. They are no longer in my comfort zone. At the beginning of the night I had high hopes, but that soon faded after my first private dance.
A customer I have known since I first started dancing and have even ran into at the Portland airport before, tried to kiss me as we sat on a couch in the Vip area. I head butted him and he acted like I was in the wrong and replied, “I see how it is.” What a surprise, I was taken aback.
Plus, there was a girl that remembered me from when I worked there last, three years ago, and she had just started dancing then. Interesting to think some girls stay at the same club their whole dancing career, or even stay in the same town, let alone the same state.
It made me appreciate and grateful for my travels!
P.s. A random dancer I have never met before asked me for a ride home at the end of the night. When I replied, “What?” and understood the question, I looked at her with large eyes baffled and shocked.
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On Thursday night, I am making an appearance at a strip club in Springfield. Then back up to Salem for Friday night. The club in Springfield I worked at when it first opened, years ago. In a way it is a full circle experience, dancing in my hometown again. An experience at a small town club will be interesting! Who knows what will happen? Anything is possible!
Switching things up, even if just for a night, will keep me on my toes. Working here means no hour drive after work to get home. This is something that will be nice. Plus, it means drinks for me, like old times! I have to admit I am a little nervous after going in yesterday during the day and having a drink with a girlfriend. It has been awhile since I worked at a club with only one stage. The atmosphere screams, “It’s all about who you know or luck.”
When it comes to small town clubs being known helps, but still it is both a blessing and a curse in itself.
Wish me Luck!
…And I hope to see some familiar faces that I miss smiling and laughing with too!
“At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities.”
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This past weekend at work was rather slow, but I was ready to dance. Ready to dance like I meant it. Dancing and being on stage is why I started this job. I love loosing myself to the music. It is one of the few moments in my life where I do not have wandering thoughts racing through my mind. When I dance and mean it, my efforts shine through. There are so many girls with that empty look in their eyes. At times now, I have become one of those girls.
When I first started dancing I smiled all the time when I was on stage. Almost as if I could hide behind my smile. Now, I remind myself to smile and to stop over analyzing. When I actually forget about all the madness and just dance, I can feel the energy/adrenaline rush that I fell in love with years ago.
Remembering the moments I love and the moments I will come to miss one day are an amazing gift to myself!
“Because I’m just an ordinary person that did some extraordinary things.”
“I am sensual and very physical. I’m very erotic. But my sexuality exists on a sort of a fantasy level.”
“But I think that I’m just a normal girl, you know.”
Tonight, as I sat back at a little hole in the wall local bar, I got asked if I was on my hustle. I was taken aback! Rarely do I work now and not even in town anymore.
My personal time and my private life are very precious to me. When I go out I pay for my own drinks and mostly keep to myself with only the agenda to interact with my friends and have a good time.
What I do for a living/job does not define me as a person or define my motives in my daily life. I really enjoy going out just to be a human being like anyone else.
Ignorance is bliss, but….
Shockingly strippers can be a real people too!?!
“I want a private life, I truly do. I’m not just pretending to want one like lots of celebrities.”
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