Drunken Boys!?!

The full moon was lingering tonight at work. Shades of true colors emerged.

It all began in a rush, because I woke up late(7pm). I had stayed up till noon, after working the night before, watching netflix. I should be "grown up" enough to at least try to conform to day hours, but I hate waiting all day to go to work! It is better to get work out of the way and then relax the rest of the day. Another factor is the varying amounts of energy I have to use at work, because the crowd is never predictable. That is the one thing that is predictable! The absolute unpredictability of the whole job and environment. Still makes my mind whirl at times!

An example from tonight would be when I was jumping off stage for my last stage set, organizing my money, and putting my bikini back on. As I finished tying my top, before I knew what really happened, a customer grabbed my hand and had me sit with him and his group of friends. I was trapped in a booth with five or six customers, before I could have even counted to five. Here I was the center of attention and they had had enough to drink to put me on the spot. They may as well have interrogated me. Questions greatly varying from: What high school did you go to? How many calories do you eat a day? Who is the best dancer here?..... I don't think these guys went out to the strip clubs much, because they were way to interested in my answers and they seemed to be shocked that I was just a normal person too. I wonder if they were wife/girlfriend shopping?

It was interesting to say the least I learned a lot about men. I thought they were young but in reality they were around seven years older then myself. Not only was the group of customers interesting, but the reaction I got from the other girls at the end of the night was interesting too!

These customers were fairly attractive, physically fit, track and field coaches from California and I have the thin body type of a runner. Therefore, they would be part of my demographic logically. But I do not know how to handle younger guys at work. They overwhelm me most the time. Tonight, I just decided to go with it. Out of towners always have good stories let alone a group of drunk ones! Good practise was what I had in mind. I need to work on the talking part of my hussle, so it was a win win situation.

As I turn up my shine slowly the other girls turn not so nice.

I hate having to feel small to make others feel comfortable!

Time to shine!

~Zi-Fi

PS. Early in the night, I went in the dressing room to sit down for a moment and catch my breath. Another girl straight out asked me what I was doing, as if I did not belong in the dressing room. I looked at her blankly and said "Sitting down and resting for a moment." Her response was "OH," with a look of disappointment and disgust on her face. I will never forget that look or the girl!