Regulars baby, Regulars

If you’re an independent contractor, you can show up to the club once every four months or so and they will keep your name on file. Some dancers have set days that they work, and others just come in randomly. This makes it hard for the customers to figure out when you’re working. I worked a consistent schedule, but sometimes I just didn’t feel like going in. 

If you weren’t consistent, how did you make your money?

Regulars baby, regulars. Regulars are my favorite customers! They usually spend a lot of money, and they consistently come to see you. I had to be careful though because if they went into the club but I decided to stay home, that gave other strippers the opportunity to bond with my clients. Most of the time I would give my regulars a second phone number I had, that way they knew when I was going to be at the club.

The Client List

You are a fantasy to your customers. You’re providing them a service and they pay you very good money for it. Some customers are interested in a certain body type, a vibe you give off or the tone in your voice. You get to decide who you are in the club and what fantasy you are providing. Are you the school girl that needs help paying for college? Are you the girl next door? Whatever it may be, that client likes you and only you. They are now your regular and should be priority if they pay very well, usually they do. The list of regulars you have will grow the more you work and meet people.

For almost an entire year, I worked five or six day every single week. I made a lot of money and my client list grew. My list was full of pilots, men who owned multi million dollar businesses, attorneys, a few couples, and average businessmen who had no one to spend their money on. And no, I never danced for any rappers or super famous people. Maybe one day. 

Today I’m going to tell you what you want from a regular, and a few things you should look out for. Here are a few ridiculous stories that happened. I hope you enjoy it. If you have more questions, be sure to ask me here!

Now let’s get started.

The nice/easy regular – 

This is what you want! I met my customer, Mark, when he came in with his friend. My friend and I went right up to VIP with them and danced for two hours. Our pay would typically be $1,000 for two hours. He gave each of us $1200 cash. I gave him my number to text me when he wanted to come back in, which he did three more times within a month and a half, and he gave us the same amount of money each time. He was coming straight from work so he was always in a nice suit. He never asked to meet me outside the club, never touched me, and always offered to buy me dinner if I was hungry. He also didn’t drink so I didn’t have to play pretend with whatever fake drink I had in my glass. This was the easiest $1200 I would ever make.

Eventually, he started coming in alone to see me, without his friend. We would meet every other Friday afternoon 12pm-2pm to eat lunch, dance, talk and laugh the whole time. We always had such a great time and he would pay me the same amount every time. I miss Mark!

The stalker regular – 

Now look… Some people can go a little overboard and sometimes customers don’t understand boundaries which can quickly become an unsafe environment. This is why a second phone number is always best to have instead of giving out your personal cell phone and it’s very important to NEVER tell them your real name. They will ALWAYS ask, but try your hardest to not tell them. If needed, make up a second fake name and tell them it’s your real one to get them to stop asking. 

I really wish someone had guided me and told me these tips, because I was a mess.  I decided it was an amazing idea to give my real number out to a guy in the strip club who came in from time to time and would get dances from me. It was my way of trying to get him in more consistently. Somehow it escalated, and I ended up going to his house, and I didn’t leave for a week! I have absolutely no idea what I was doing or why I stayed that long. We watched TV, cooked, and hung out for the entire week. I would go to the club then just go right back to his house. I can’t even remember what the guy’s name is or anything. I was obviously going through a phase or possibly a mental breakdown? Not quite sure but I eventually left.

Sometimes you can get really lonely being an adult entertainer when you don’t have anyone who accepts you being in the industry. A little attention can be nice sometimes. But then….

He became a stalker… (like duhhhhh of course he did. He was always in the strip club by himself)!

When I left, I received 42 phone calls, he showed up at the club four nights in a row looking for me, and he would leave me the creepiest voicemails! One night, he ran over to my table trying to talk to me while I was dancing for other customers. The managers had to escort him out of the club. I blocked his number and a few other numbers he would try to call me from. For months, I would receive phone calls from random numbers and voicemails of him crying and begging for me to call him. I was always so scared and made sure to be aware of my surroundings at all times and work an inconsistent schedule. I even stopped working for a while so he would give up. After seven months of harassment, the calls and visits to the club stopped and I never heard from him again. Needless to say, BE CAREFUL!

Writing this blog is making me laugh so hard right now. I can’t believe I did this mess. As I write these stories, I remember more and more things that I did or stuff that happened, and I can’t believe I let myself do all of this. LOL! But when you are in the industry for years, it sucks you in and sometimes you can’t even recognize yourself anymore. It can be scary sometimes.

The regular that turns into a boyfriend-

This happens so frequently! Regulars or strip club customers can sometimes become a stripper’s significant other, friend with benefits, or their sugar daddy. I promise I didn’t plan for this to happen!

This was the most unfinished, uncertain, strangest relationship I’ve ever experienced. He was in the club throwing thousands of dollars. I mean the VIP room was completely covered in ones and dollars were stuck on the chandelier. We had to kick piles of money back into the room because it was overflowing. That night was so much fun! He came back a few more times and did the same thing. Each time he would text me to make sure I was there. 

After his consistent begging, I finally allowed him to take me to breakfast at 4:00am after work one night. Well, once again the situation escalated.. Remember when I said I finally left the stalkers house after a week? It was because I went to hangout with this guy! (Somebody please help me).

I went to this new guys pool in his apartment complex to meet him and hangout. I ended up living there for about a year while we were dating. How did that happen? I have no idea, it just did. He was supportive of me dancing at the club and would encourage me to go to work on my lazy days. We had so much fun together for a while and had a decent relationship. Towards the end, I found out he was married but separated from his baby mama who was pregnant with his child at the time. Oh, and get this, we were living in an apartment complex that was solely under her name, that I was mostly paying for! He was also a drug dealer on the side. How cliche. The stripper and the drug dealer. 

I was nowhere near in control of this relationship, but thank goodness he ghosted me and left. I was obviously, again, not in the right mind set and needed to grow up a lot more. This man met my family, I helped build his nursery for the baby that was on the way, and I was still supportive and helping him start his own business. This was the most insane situation. 

I remember being in the locker room and venting about this entire relationship to the house mom that worked there. She started to look forward to hearing my crazy stories. I always had some drama taking place, like his baby mama getting an officer to run my plates and find out all my personal information. That was fun. We still laugh to this day about me finding a pink loofah in his suitcase from a mexico trip I paid for.

Obviously, I never did that again and still don’t really know why I did it in the first place, but I lived through my dumb decision making to pass the message along to you. Don’t date the customers!!!

Have fun but be safe –

When you start to grow that client list and you see your regular customers more and more, you start to bond with them. Remember to not get too comfortable and that you are just a fantasy to them, nothing more. 

Okay y’all, that was a lot, but at the end of the day you have to stay safe. Shoot for the nice/easy regular, but be aware of how quickly a situation can go left.