Since it was Friday the 13th, I expected bad luck, but I didn't completely dismiss the opportunity to make money, so I went in at midnight, when it officially became Saturday the 14th. As I expected, the club was not heavily populated with horny guys but with hormonal girls all looking to make money.
So I put on my slow-play strategy and decided to not give a fuck and just do business as I got it. Eventually, I got a good guy who could afford to make my night awesome, and not just monetarily, either. Sometimes this job is an escape for me since I work such few hours every week. It helps me escape all the dryness from summer school. And it helped that the guy was really hot and smart, and I remembered dancing for him a long time ago. I was really happy to see him, especially since I figured he would just never come back.
I hope tomorrow night is awesome. I have a feeling it will be.
Take care, have a great weekend.