Wow. What a fucking night at work.
So I walked in at around 9:30, and the club was fucking DEAD. It was terrible. I went on stage at 10pm and made a whopping four bucks. I was discouraged by the lack of customers. For the next hour, I didnt do a single dance. I went on stage again just before 11pm, and there were two guys at the stage. One of them was so obviously into me, mesmerized almost. So I made eight dollars during that stage show. Yee-fucking-Haw. But I figured that this guy who was loving me would probably buy a dance or two. After my stage show I went over and asked him if he wanted to do a dance. He said that he did, but not a couch dance, a half hour dance. I thought Score! So we went back, and I did the dance. He LOVED it. After the dance, he pulled out a wad of cash and I was excited that I was probably getting a $20 tip. Instead are you ready for this? he threw three ONE HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS at me!!!!! This dude tipped me $300 for a $100 dance!! Holy shit. At that point my night was made, I was psyched, if I didnt do anymore dances the rest of the night, it didnt matter. Cloud fucking nine.
Well then he caught up with me a few moments later, and wanted another half hour. We went into the back, and he ended up buying two more half hour dances with me. At the end, he tipped me two more one hundred dollar bills, and about fifty ones!! Fuckin A. So this guy spent $850 total on me, $550 of it was tips! So at the end of the night, after cashing out to the club, after tipping out the DJ and the floor walkers, and paying for a cab ride home I walked with $730!!! Dude. Holy shit. I still cant believe that guy spent so much money, and that I have all of it here, in my possession. Im beyond ecstatic. The best part? Hes now hooked, and hell be back. And hes LOADED.
And for your viewing pleasure, me and the macbastard looking hot at the Virgo Sacrifice party this past Friday:
So I walked in at around 9:30, and the club was fucking DEAD. It was terrible. I went on stage at 10pm and made a whopping four bucks. I was discouraged by the lack of customers. For the next hour, I didnt do a single dance. I went on stage again just before 11pm, and there were two guys at the stage. One of them was so obviously into me, mesmerized almost. So I made eight dollars during that stage show. Yee-fucking-Haw. But I figured that this guy who was loving me would probably buy a dance or two. After my stage show I went over and asked him if he wanted to do a dance. He said that he did, but not a couch dance, a half hour dance. I thought Score! So we went back, and I did the dance. He LOVED it. After the dance, he pulled out a wad of cash and I was excited that I was probably getting a $20 tip. Instead are you ready for this? he threw three ONE HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS at me!!!!! This dude tipped me $300 for a $100 dance!! Holy shit. At that point my night was made, I was psyched, if I didnt do anymore dances the rest of the night, it didnt matter. Cloud fucking nine.
Well then he caught up with me a few moments later, and wanted another half hour. We went into the back, and he ended up buying two more half hour dances with me. At the end, he tipped me two more one hundred dollar bills, and about fifty ones!! Fuckin A. So this guy spent $850 total on me, $550 of it was tips! So at the end of the night, after cashing out to the club, after tipping out the DJ and the floor walkers, and paying for a cab ride home I walked with $730!!! Dude. Holy shit. I still cant believe that guy spent so much money, and that I have all of it here, in my possession. Im beyond ecstatic. The best part? Hes now hooked, and hell be back. And hes LOADED.
And for your viewing pleasure, me and the macbastard looking hot at the Virgo Sacrifice party this past Friday:
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And you look all kinds of smoking hot in that pic.