I've never seen so many moneymaking bitches sitting around so bored. The crowd was super lame.
Most of the night I was getting rejected. But I persisted beyond my comfort level. I came in a little early, and I stayed a little late. I had to. I made money really quick during my first hour, and during the last few.
10:30 to 11:30 was great. I didn't sell another lap dance until 3:00. Sometimes that is how the night goes. Working at the strip club is a true test of patience. There were plenty of men who wanted to talk to me for free. I had to cut a lot of conversations short tonight.
I can't say anyone stood out tonight. The last catch of the night said he was doing blues. I didn't know those things were still around. Unless the name changed on me, blues are a type of painkiller, opiate of some sort. Weird. I can't understand why people mess with them. They just make me slow and sweaty. But hey, everyone has a drug of choice. To each their own. He was spending so that made me happy.
I hope tomorrow night goes well.