Happy Father's Day, dads.
I committed another cardinal stripper sin: I slept through Saturday night's shift.
"Okay, but you're gonna be bitching about money," my roommate said as I went to my room to take a "power nap."
These power naps are supposed to be about 30 minutes. Last night my power nap lasted 11 hours.
So I traded a potentially awesome Saturday for a few hours of shut-eye. And my body feels fantastic.
I at least worked on Friday night for a short period of time. I'm still wired to the day clock so I started yawning all over my customers around 1:30, and the money pretty much stopped flowing. I took that as a sign to leave.
So I worked like 4 hours this week. Yes, call me a lazy piece of shit. I deserve it. I'm so broke. I should just do the unthinkable and work tonight from 8-midnight. I keep hearing about this shift and I just want to test it one day. Tonight might be the night. I could also talk myself out of it just as easily.
We'll see. I'm due for some interesting stripper stories anyway. This blog sucks right now.
About Me
- Bella Hack
- Somewhere in the south, United States
- Actively posting since 2010. At this point, I've been dancing for a few years now, and now you can see the transformation and evolution of a girl who picks dancing to pay the bills. It started with the crazy bullshit that seemed out of the ordinary until it became ordinary, now my primary focus is stripping "smarter" and finding a way to replace the income with a "real" job, and to answer any questions to those wanting to know more about the world of stripping.