Farting anecdote: For some reason when I was dancing, guys would often blow on your ass while you were dancing. I have no idea why (Indy, have you experienced this weird phenomenon?). Anyway it irritated the crap out of the girls and I knew one who used to turn around and say “careful, or it will blow back!”
Yeah, guys always blow on us. It is stupid and annoying. Our theory is that since they can’t touch our kitty the closest thing they can do is blow on it. Thus, somehow touching us indirectly. Women who work in nude clubs report this happening more than those in topless clubs.
Wow, then I would hate to think how much they do it in the nude clubs because it was freakin’ ALL THE TIME in the topless ones! (Oh and it’s so much worse when they are smoking and do it. Or have really gross breath. Gag.)
Lol, which ones don’t have gross breath? Just kidding guys! (sorta, lol)
Well there’s bad breath, and then there’s “I’m using the beer to kill the taste of the roadkill I ate before coming here” breath. :X
What gets me isn’t so much the tipping system. Rewarding, on a sliding scale, those who directly serve you makes sense. It’s this whole concept, which I have only learned about in the past couple years, of “tipping out,” which bugs me. Why should waitstaff need to subsidize the management’s other labor costs with the tips they make from their personal interaction with the customer? Either the customer should tip these people directly(if they believe their services merit a tip) or they should work for their wages like pretty much every other type of job does.
Enjoy,
Steven
So say you decided to vacation in vegas or atlantic city. Could you call a club up there and say “Mind if I pick up a few shifts while I’m out that way?”
Depends on the club. A lot of times, yes. They may make you go through an audition process, and you will have to fill out some paperwork.
Not sure about Atlantic City, but in Las Vegas you have to go through a huge process of getting a “Sheriff’s Card.” I went out there in 2001 or so and I had to first get a piece of paper from a club, saying I had a job there, and then I had to go downtown, get fingerprinted, fill out paperwork, show ID, including birth certificate, and then finally get a license. It is good for five years.
But with most places you wouldn’t call you would just go in. Almost any club is going to let a hot girl dance, no matter how many girls they have on the roster. It really depends on what you look like.
Last Resort by Papa Roach.
Yes! I hate that song so much. I’m hard pressed to think of many songs that are less sexy to dance to. Hell, I’ll take *No More Tears * before I’ll take that one, lol.
Achy Breaky Heart. We had one “country girl” who danced to it Every. Single. Day.
I heard “No More Tears” a lot in the club, too.
Do publishers of adult magazines or films scout for talent in strip clubs?
Which songs are overused in strip clubs?
My first guess would be that “Girls, Girls, Girls” by Motley Crue would be one of them.
High milage, low mileage, or no mileage on the private dances (mileage = dancer/patron contact)?
How many drinks did you typically have to sell to customers?
Were you expected to sit with customers when it was slow?
What did you tip out to the house, manager, house mother, bouncer, bartender, waitress, and DJ?
Titty bars in Indiana might be different than they were in Texas in the 1990’s, so these questions might seem off the wall.
I rarely heard that one. Maybe guys think of it when they think of strip clubs, but the dancers really don’t. I got really sick of “Rock and Roll Fantasy” and “Rhythm is a Dancer” because it’s what they always played during House Dances at my club.
My experience and Indygrrl’s are probably a lot different here, but for me:
No mileage: my club didn’t have VIP rooms and just about all forms of even innocent contact would get you noticed and scolded by management.
None: it wasn’t the dancers’ job to sell drinks, and we weren’t allowed to drink anything at the tables with customers.
Up to you: if you wanted to sit with customers you could, or you could hang out with the other dancers, or sit in the dressing room and read a book or pick your nose.
Tipping: shift fee varies by club, my “home” club didn’t have a house mom, and the clubs I guested at I wasn’t at long enough for the typical tip amount to have burned itself into my memory. Bouncers: none, or $1-2 if they walked you to your car, bartender: depends on the club, either nothing or 5%, waitresses: none, DJ: 10%.
A bit different than my experience with topless clubs (all nude places were very strict). I basically went to one fairly seedy club and another that was more middle of the road, almost always on week days after work. Both were topless, and dancer/patron contact wasn’t that unusual on a private dance (not a VIP room, but secluded area close to the Bouncer), though it depended on the girl. Usually the girls paid a fee to dance, a cut to the House on private dances, and a tip out to the bouncer, bartender, and DJ. Sometimes a tip out to the waitress and a house mother if there was one. Some had an x amount of drinks sold requirement, some didn’t. At least that is what I gathered from conversation with dancers.
I don’t know how the “drinks sold” thing would work unless the dancers were also waitresses? At the clubs I’ve worked at the two were totally distinct jobs.
I imagine similar to a B-girl. I only encountered it at a place outside of Lubbock TX. She said they were expected to have at least two mixed drinks ordered for them by customers when they worked.