Hotter girls don't always make more money. They get approached more often, but the real money makers are the ones that are good at conversation and persuasion
No matter what a stripper tells you, there's no sex in the champagne room.
My dad owns a chain of strip clubs. I've gotten to know a lot of the dancers since on a personal level, and they are usually sweet.
However to say dancers are no less [messed] up than everyone else is just ridiculous. Sure maybe 15% of the dancers at my dad's clubs are normal girls who are trying to pay off student debt. They don't mind showing their tits for $5,000 a night which I think is a pretty fair trade.
The other 85% are [ridiculous]. Everything from drug drama, baby daddy drama, friends drama, work drama, etc. They were obviously not normal girls, and you could tell that they got a lot of their self worth through outward validation. Lots of issues.
It's a job, same as any other job, and we deserve and expect to be treated with respect, like any other job. The amount of people who assume it's ok to grope you as you're walking by, shout rude things etc. always astounded me.
Arguably even worse is when you say a friendly "Hello" to someone and he refuses to even look at you or acknowledge your existence. (These guys have normally been dragged in there by friends and don't really want to be there, but still - I'm a human being. It's not hard to say hello back).
Also it's a very demanding job - physically, emotionally, and mentally. Adult dancers are no less intelligent/have no more "issues" than your average person. Many of us have degrees and are studying and/or are between jobs.
I have worked with so many incredible girls. By and large they are smart, considerate, hilarious, and more put together than the girls I worked with in kitchens before.
We also get pretty competitive, in a kind-hearted way most of the time. There are some pole acrobatics and feature set competitions that we get together and cheer each other on for, and we make sure to check in with one another during a work night.
All in all, I absolutely love my job.
When a girl sits down with you she wants you to spend money on her (either by buying a dance from her or buying her a drink), if you are not interested in her (added for emphasis since people are missing this point) tell her you are okay right now. They may be offended, so it's usually best just to apologize, if they still won't leave then go to the bathroom (with your drink). If they are still sitting there when you come back, sit in a different seat.
Saturday's doesn't always mean the hotter girls, Monday's doesn't always mean the [less attractive] girls. Girls make their own schedules. I worked Friday and Saturday night, but I'm working now (Monday) because I have to work one Monday a month.
A surprising amount of them are either gay, or married. I've been a dancer for over 5 years and I'm happily married and have one child. My husband actually makes enough money for me to stay home, but I LOVE dancing and it gets me out of the house.
We aren't damsels in distress. I've met so many men over the years that want to "save" me or take pity on me for being there. I call them "Captain save-a-ho". I choose to be here, it's more of a hobby to me than a necessity.
My first ever audition always stood out to me the most. I had gotten all dressed up in a skimpy little dress that I wore a jacket over because I wasn't sure if I could change at the club or not. I hadn't stocked up on cigarettes because I didn't know if we were allowed to. I wore my stripper heels and didn't bring a change of clothes because I figured I could manage the walk back home after an audition - thirty minutes isn't so bad, right?
I was so underprepared and knew so little about what I was getting myself into. I walked into the club and the bouncer asked me to sign in; I told him I was here for an audition. He directed me downstairs and told me to talk to Jasmine, the house mother. I did as instructed and was told to wait until the rest of the ladies that wanted to audition showed up. By the end of the half hour, there were nine of us all waiting to get on stage with hopes of employment.
The stage we auditioned on had three poles - one in the front, two in the back. They separated us into three groups and had us go up and dance, in front of everyone, at the same time as two other women. We would get up on stage, start to dance, and be progressively asked to remove more and more clothing as the song went on. I was so nervous I nearly pissed my pants - I had never been naked on stage in front of an audience before. But I found comfort in the fact that I had nice, firm, big boobs and immediately gained more confidence in my dancing.
When everyone had auditioned, they sat us in a row and Jasmine literally went down the line handing out an array of "yes"s and "no"s. No explanation, just cutthroat, brutal decision. Those who were rejected were told they could try again in two weeks while the rest were asked if they wanted to start that night or the following night.
That was the first night I ever worked as a stripper. I was so nervous and excited and naïve about every little thing. I can't forget this audition because it was the start of so much ridiculousness, meeting so many horrible and wonderful people, having so many amazing nights. Just the audition itself was so out of my element and unexpected.
That women on their periods will rub their crotch in your face with a tampon plus some extra padding stuffed up there. [We] can't be taking every 4th week off.
Former bouncer. The girls each kept their own container of disinfectant wipes in the DJ booth, with their names written on in black magic marker.
As a male dancer we get paid 'booking fees'. I usually accept no less than 100, and that usually includes a free hotel if I'm traveling.
Male stripping isn't much different from female stripping minus a bleeding penis every 4 weeks. We still have to pay our club fees. Theres still massive amounts of other male strippers with a drug problem mostly cocaine.
The ratio of male-female clientele is about 50-50 (This is all depending on the club you go too/work at) Theres a lot more sex in male strip clubs or at least propositions. Hell even as a bartender I've been propositioned before. Had a regular offer me 500$ to come over to his house have him make me dinner, get a massage, and then for him to give me [oral sex]. Contemplated that for a bit.
Also male dancers almost always have a cock ring on. If you've ever tried to keep an erection while dancing and grinding on a pole or talking, [it's] annoying. Every now and then we have to go take it off and take a break for a few minutes. Otherwise you'll be in a lot of pain at the end of your shift.
You don't wipe with toilet paper. Napkins are better so there is no left over toilet paper lint on the vag.
People constantly wanting to snort coke off you is one aspect of the job that many don't know about.
We have to pay a minimum to the house every night, along with the house mom, DJ, door guys, valet, VIP hostess, make-up artist, etc., depending on the requirements of each club. My fees total something like 100-150 on an average night. At my club if you were four nights you get free house fees for the other three days, but other than that, we need to work up from a negative before we can make a profit.
Some girls are there to hustle. Time is money. "Hi, I'm Sugar, want a dance? No? Then go." Others have more bedside manner and will take the time to chit chat and maybe connect over something, usually for a song or two. It's okay to say no, even when they first approach you. We're not going to go in the back and cry. Just be polite about it. "I'm fine for now. No thanks."
We have fake names that we'll give you when you want to know our real ones. And if you still don't believe us, we'll give you another fake name.
You could, in all likelihood, get some extra services in the VIP room if you get the right girl and have enough cash. You'll have a couple of those in every club. Same with some 'outside of here' action.
In my club we have a 3 drink max, and can drink in the champagne room. Drinking on the floor with customers is not allowed but girls know how to be sneaky. Drugs aren't tolerated in the club. Management once caught a gal doing some in the bathroom and was fired on the spot. If you smell like weed you're going to get yelled at to put some perfume on. If you want to pre-game it or get signed out for VIP, don't be a stumble drunk. In essence they don't care what your poison is as long as you can still walk in those freakin shoes and do your job. When you can't is when you deal with management.
As far as tipping goes, on the stage: If you're sitting up at main stage, it's customary to tip. You don't have to tip every girl just because she's up there, but if she's shaking her hoo ha in front of you or giving a good show I'd say that deserves a dollar or two, or just get up and go back to your table. It's not mandatory to tip on top of paying for the dances but it's always appreciated, especially if you particularly like a certain girl and you'd like her to come back later.