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Looking for Jobs Sucks. I Started Getting Desperate & Applied at the Local Nudie Bar

Wed, 02/09/2011 - 01:11
Submitted by jexhibitionism

So looking for jobs sucks. I started getting desperate and applied at the local nudie bar (as a cocktail waitress), but I didn’t have the clit to follow through with the interview.

Even though I’m seriously not in a position to be picky, I couldn’t help but call the whole thing off after I got a phone call from the manager. I was sitting with my parents and had to sneak into the other room to take the call. I’m not even the type to get nervous about job stuff - I usually just assume I’m not going to get it which allows me to play it cool, instead of reeking of desperation like I would otherwise. But this time I was definitely not cool - I knew I could have the job if I wanted, but it turned out that I didn’t want it.

By the time I hung up the phone with the manager, I was actually jittering! Seriously, what’s wrong with me? If that’s how riled up I get from just a phone call, I thought, I definitely can’t take the job.

Not that I think there’s anything wrong with it. I realize how great of an idea it is. Mad tips, tons of money for going back to college, getting to stare at sweet stripper tits all night.. I get the appeal. I wanted the job. I told all my friends I wanted the job. But when it came down to it, I had to back out.

If the place was a top-notch classy club, I would not have hesitated. I would have jumped on that opportunity and punched all the other bitches out of my way. But this is my hometown. It’s small, it’s dirty - it’s skeevy. I met a ton of creeps and perverts at my last job, and got leched on wearing an ugly coffee bitch uniform! Imagine how much worse the creeping would be if I was wearing some slutty cocktail waitress outfit and being paid to chat with them. And imagine how much dirtier the clientele would be!

Still, I’m not judging. I really wish I had the cojones to just get over my weirdness and do it - it would probably be super fun, be a great life experience, and be great noveling and blogging fodder.

But to me it is weird! I think the gayness plays a big part. I could imagine having a kind of sisterhood feeling with the other waitresses and strippers, and all taking care of each other. But it’s the guys I could’t really stand. Being paid to flirt with and shove my tits into a bunch of drunk guys faces for tips? I can do it over the internet, sure, but that’s different. In person would be a whole other bucket of weirdness. Now if it was a dyke strip bar, you know I’d be living there. Hell, I’d want to be a part owner. If it was all, or mostly, women customers I wouldn’t care how pervy, skeevy or grabby they were, I’d fucking love it. But with men.. Just no thanks.

Not to mention I think I’d rather be doing a job where my mind or physical effort was worth more than just my looks. I may be pretty but I don’t like to show it off or make money from it. Using my noggin and having some space for creative expression is more important to me.

I can’t lie though - my parents also had something to do with it. Maybe if I was only surrounded by my supportive friends (and ex-waitress sister) who were saying I should do it, I might have set up the interview and went in there to ace it. But when I told my mum who the mysterious phone call was from, she flipped out. To be clear, I don’t really care about her sex-negative opinions. I even like educating my mother about sex-work and other “bad” things she usually has some backwards-ass idea about from time to time. But I think it would be absolutely awkward to be dressing up like a bit of a prozzie every night, working at the local tittie bar, and coming home smelling like stripper at four in the morning. Plus it’s a bit of a small town, and while everyone doesn’t know everyone, I’m sure it would get around - and I’m sure people that I never expected to (or wanted to) see at a strip club, I’d see. Seventh grade teachers, anyone? Yeah.

So sure it would have been a great opportunity, easy out, and excellent way to get cash, but I think I’ll just get my nose back to the grindstone and pick up another boring, menial, minimum-wage job until college starts. If I can find one, that is.

23. Canadian. Queer.
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Wed, 02/09/2011 - 15:15
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Sorry that things didn't work out.  It sounds like a job that could be interesting, but yeah the real-life (non-internet) pervy aspect of things could be unsettling.  Keep using your noggin, and keep your feet on the ground, and hopefully something will turn up for you soon.

Word of advice: Doesn't

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Fri, 02/11/2011 - 14:57
Christina Cicchelli

Word of advice: Doesn't matter who your clientele is... don't go into the adult industry desperate. That shouldn't be a last resort. It shouldn't be a subject for a blog; trust me there are too many of those out there anyway and as a newbie you may want to keep your experience lowkey until you're comfortable with it. instead, you should consider it an option out of many. You're a smart cookie you can do anything you want, including dance for a group of tongue waggling gentlemen (or ladies). You could strip or you could work in an office or you could hustle and be a sex worker of whatever kind or you could sell shit door to door. Keep that type of mentality, because if you are desperate and you go into an establishment like that (or any mind you, including an office), you're most likely going to take advantage of... not because of the industry itself but because desperate people are easy to take advantage of to begin with. And since there is truly no structure or regulation to the adult entertainment industry, someone like that is up shit creek without a paddle.
There's also some misconceptions here. Just because a strip club looks a certain way doesn't mean shit. At the end of the day, most strippers (and when I say this I mean me when I was performing and the girls I worked with) can get past the men and whatnot because that's not bad. You can't have an attitude where you look down on these guys because they want you. That means you have power. They're not bad. They're not desperate either. And they can be dicks but they mostly are dicks when they meet a stripper who has given them too much control. Men feed off of a woman's energy: The stronger she is, the less likely she'll take their shit. And the less likely they are to fuck with you. I've had men push their limits with me and I know I'm okay because I have the bouncer upfront and I can easily persuade them to chill out. Most times I encourage it for money and for play. That's power.
Women who are patrons are no different than men, especially dykes. Many of them have control issues of their own.If they were different, they wouldn't be in a strip club to begin with.
Stripper's main concern is management. House fees, DJ fees, lapdance policies, etc. It's hard work being a stripper; the media glamorizes the shit out of the business or, even worse, polarizes it completely by making it look seedy and sultry, and there's nothing wrong with that either, really. Some girls can make a ton of money one night and zero the next. Don't let that be a deciding factor for you; if anything the best thing to consider is that you have a flexible schedule and you can make more in one evening than you would at a work behind a desk. No guarantee. Also for this very reason you should have some other goal you're focused on. Since it's school for you, then I suggest making a business plan. How much money will you need by when? When you have a goal, then you're not going to get involved with the petty stuff at a club. And it's motivation.
Of course, you are free to make your choice. But, if you want to consider this as an option (not a last resort) then go about it the same way you would with any type of job. Research research research. Find strip clubs online that are highly reviewed and visit them first. No phone calls. You want to check out the neighborhood, the type of guys, everything before you audition. Talk to the bouncer and ask to see management. Then tell them you want to dance and ask if you can sit and watch the other girls for a bit. Go to at least three clubs, even the dingier ones. Get used to the atmosphere. Place close attention to how the girls dance. I was an ass who thought just shaking it would bring me cash. Nope. You'll definitely have to practice some moves. Pick a couple of songs that are slow moving and sensual (to begin with) and practice to those at home. Look in the mirror. Keep eye contact with yourself as if you're seducing your own reflection. Then pick a couple of places where you might feel comfortable auditioning. As you can see your looks are not the only things at work; most people tend to think this is a mindless job, when really it affords you the opportunity to empower yourself. If you think you'll have that type of opportunity as a receptionist or cold-caller, well please let me know lol.
Quick story: My first night of stripping I danced like a jackass, but was surrounded by beautiful supportive strippers, a couple of which were lesbians themselves. It was an upscale place and my only beef was that I couldn't give proper bump and grind dances which I liked most (since stage dancing wasn't my thing). Next morning my mom found my duffel bag and put it all together. She made me feel like shit but trust me no mother wants that for her child... doesn't mean it's really any of her business.

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