Ava Adore

Shift: 07.05.10, 8pm-4am.

So last night was, hands-down, the worst night at the club I’ve ever worked, monetarily speaking. Post-Holiday Syndrome. Everyone spent cash the day before (the 4th) so no one was tipping—which naturally begs the question, so Why the Fuck are You Here? but no one likes to be asked that.

If it weren’t for one particular client, Doug, I would have made no cash last night. Thankfully, Doug was a wonderful to sit with and very funny and I enjoyed spending time with him, so I did so for a few hours. He gave me dances, which was great.

Then after he left I had the pleasure of sitting with Chuck, who comes in every now and again when he’s in the area, but I’d not met him before. He gave me a neck massage, and was actually good at them, so that was nice; he rounded out my evening with one last dance.

In other news, a friend of Lilah and mine, Rain (henceforth called Ri.), started last night. We felt bad that it was her first interaction with the club, since it was so cash short, but everyone made her feel really welcome and I think she’ll fit in nicely if she stays. She impressed everyone with her Alice in Chains selection.

Lastly, updates on Lo.: definitely has progressed from strippercrush to actual crush. We were flirting all through last night and it has half hot-stripper and half girl-gradeschool. If nothing else, still hella fun. Makes me all blushy dorky.

Minor inner right thigh bruising. Costumes were Punk Rock Princess, Sparkling Diamond, Lace Domme, and Closer. Also I’ve concluded that my clients can be as funny as Lilah’s, my memory is just for shit and I can’t remember most of the quotes. Sad times.

Douchebag Count: 0.
$hift Grade: B