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Being a Stripper: 10 Things I've Learned So Far
A list of 10 things I've learned from stripping so far.
1) Men love everything about women; they really do. I've made money on days when my hair is half-done and I have no make-up on. I've had men come up to me after my stage set, when I'm huffing and puffing from dancing and pole tricks, and beg me for a dance right then and there. (Me: "Dude, I'm gross! At least let me towel off." Guy: "I don't care; I love it!")
2) The majority of customers are really fun to talk to, which makes work a desirable place to be. To date, I've only actually felt like I was working (you know, in the bad sense!) a few times.
3) The girls are great. Like any workplace, if you treat your co-workers well, they treat you well, too. I often describe the staff as a kind of naked sorority. Today, a bunch of us are going horseback riding together. Woo!
4) You don't have to have a perfect body to be considered sexy by customers and earn income. I weighed 117 when I started stripping. I now weigh about 135 and make the same money. (BUT... I start the South Beach Diet on Wednesday to take better care of my little heart. Sigh. Wish me luck).
5) Even knowing what I do, men hit on me constantly. It doesn't stop them in the least. With all the negative stereotypes, you'd think this wouldn't happen. It seems a stripper is not only cute enough to see naked, but we're cool enough to ask out! :) We're generally not allowed to meet up with customers because it can be construed as prostitution in some instances and put everyone's job in jeopardy, though. Sorry! You'll have to catch us when we're out on the town--if you can pick us out. :)
6) Strippers sure do go through deodorant, body spray, and make-up real fast. It adds up, so I'm glad it's a business expense.
7) Although most customers mean well and do treat me well, there is a dearth of education out there on proper strip club etiquette, much to my chagrin.
8) The people who make our jobs difficult are the people who come in thinking that we are prostitutes and not dancers. I'm a professional tease; if you try to stick anything in me or touch me where I don't want to be touched, there are consequences. You are not entitled to force yourself on me. And, dude: the rules are listed at the door in English. It's amazing how a tiny minority of men mentally dehumanize strippers enough to be shocked at this information, but I have the same human rights and legal protections that you do. I'm glad only a minority of customers come in with this misconception. If you're that hard up, stick it in the wall.
9) Pole tricks are a great workout. Even with my experience as a triathlete, my arms are much stronger. I can't wait for Saturday, when a bunch of us are taking a class to build on our pole-related gymnastic skills. I've been doing extra push-ups to prepare. :)
10) The few men I have time to meet at bars and through dating sites are not threatened by my job. Hooray for secure guys! :)
To Be Continued...
Post-publication note: It occurred to me that this post is all telling and no showing. ::facepalm:: Next week's will be much better.