Last night was better - a lot of people, but not a lot of money spending going on. I had to hustle REALLY hard and still only had a rather mediocre night. I am EXHAUSTED from all the dances!
I'm getting really tired of talking to customers. I think I will start faking a Russian accent so I can pretend my English isn't good enough to have to waste time talking to customers, and then I can get straight to "Hello, honey! My name Elena. Would you like dance?" I will tell them I'm from Kazakhstan.
Last night I had a Hispanic customer come up to me THREE times and say, "eyyyy! JAPONAISE ah? EY LIKE!" First two times I shook my head and said, "no, not Japanese." Third time, I screamed at him in front of the whole club: "For fucks sake I'm not fucking Japanese!!"
This whole week has been an excellent reminder why I should stay in school.
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