Ava Adore

Shift: 08.02.10, 6pm-2am.

Blurry night… Began with a gent named Charlie who was new to me but good-natured, we talked about music and I’m always into talking about music. He didn’t dance but he did tip. When he left I sat with Will, whom I’ve sat with before, but he got an urgent call, had to leave, and gave me $15 in apology.

After that I slid right on down the side of the bar to talk to Sammy, who is the inverse of what we usually handle. Normally a drunk man tips more. Sammy does not. Sammy tips sober and is an asshole drunk. If he’s sober, sit with him; if he’s not, leave. It saves both of our sanity that way. Anyway, we talked for about an hour and he tipped well.

Sammy has a mixed review at our club; he’s one of the few patrons our manager says we can say anything to, because he can be such a schmuck. But partly I wonder how much of that is misunderstanding. English isn’t his first language and he comes from a very different culture, so many of his remarks are offensive.

There may have been someone in between, I feel like I gave a dance before Natalie came in, but I don’t remember. Regardless, Natalie was next; she tipped me profusely on stage so I sat with her after. She was a little (okay a lot) coked up but very friendly. She got a private with me and it was one of the funnier experiences of my life.

She seemed to want to pay me to be impressed with her, and not the other way around. Which is to say, she wanted to dance for me, and for me to find her attractive; she was also intensely paranoid that the bouncer was going to come in at any moment. It felt like a B rated spy movie a la Austin Powers with less shagging.

She was pretty and kind though and I didn’t mind talking to her; she left right after the private because her ride was there. Then I sat around for a bit and was a lazy stripper, talked to one of Lilah’s customers while she took a break, and then chatted with a trio of cousins who came in, Jay, John, and some other J-name.

Jay called me over because he, and I quote, said ‘My baby brother has a boner for you.’ Class, I tell you. Nothing but class. Anyway, John (the little brother) was very sweet and didn’t mind me being a little aggressive, which I was feeling by that point as it was the end of the evening. He got 2 dances from me.

I didn’t work Sunday night, so no double updates. It was also slow a lot of the night, so I got to try out new shoes, new gloves (both of which I love), and new tricks. Sold off a few outfits, just got 2 skirts and a pair of heels to go. Ls. and An. want me to take online orders for them. Stayed in Pinot Noir the whole night.

Douchebag Count: 0.
$hift Grade: A-