Good morning everybody, not really sure why I'm sitting here writing this today, but I figure that in order to get a habit going you need to have repetition in order to make it stick. Well, this probably isn't going to be super long today for the primary reason that I'm tired for one, and for the other reason that, I'm not really sure what to write about. Sure I could go off on what's on my mind today, but this isn't LiveJournal so that's just not gonna fly with me.
AH! I know, as some of you may or may not know, my job is the envy of every straight man in America. I'm a DJ currently for a strip club here in boise and have been working there for the last year. Firstoff, let me tell you that my job isn't tits and ass all night long, well ok maybe it is, but you know after a few months of seeing the girls every night you get bored of it. Some of you reading may be thinking "Oh, I'd never get bored with a job like that!" or "My god man what's wrong with you? you have the coolest job ever!" Honestly, those are probably the two comments I get the most when talking about my profession. I'm serious when I tell you that it gets boring, boy does it when all you do is sit up there in teh booth, every night playing a couple songs then talking on the microphone for a few seconds while the girl on stage clears off the money before the next in the rotation comes on. Wash, Rinse, Repeat. That's all it really is, it never changes, never has something new, and if you count new girls in from time to time you can't really get all that excited about it, reason being is a thing called "stripperitis". Now, Stripperitis, as it's called, is a derivative term meaning that a stripper thinks that she is all that and is gods gift to single or married, pitiful, lonely guys who spend their nights throwing money at a girl they can't ever touch. She doesn't listen to anyone, refuses to anything if SHE doesn't want to, or only listens to the same lineup of songs every night without faltering.
Being a DJ for as many years as I have been, I don't stand for that. It's my job to make sure that the regular customers hear new music, and that I personally don't fall into a monotonous routine of: play, talk, play, talk, play, talk etc. I hate keeping things the way they are, everything can be improved upon. Which is what I've been telling my management this entire year in trying to get us new equipment, however, this is not to be. I've been making 35 dollars a night for the last year, a WHOLE YEAR and I'm never going to get a raise, I know this for a fact, and it's been confirmed by not only my manager, but the other employees who've been there longer and are still making the same pay. Working in a strip club may seem glamorous and all that, which since I don't believe in blanket statements, it very well may be in some cities and clubs, I can only talk about my own personal experiences and give my feedback on that.
Now, I'm not complaining all that much, I mean, the pay has it's up and downs, some nights are better than others and all that. What really takes the cake in my job though, is that the Senior DJ knows absolutely nothing about DJing in the first place. At work in the club, I'm not a DJ I'm an MC, there is a difference. I don't wanna explain it here so if you're curious go to Wikipedia and look it up. I'm tired so there. On almost a weekly basis, I have to manually refit the amps, since there's a short in both of them and I cant get the funds together and the clearance to go get new ones. I'll be damned if I use my own money in that place because I'll never get it back. It honestly wouldn't bother me so much if the Senior DJ knew more than I did about it. It's almost every week that he's either calling or texting, asking me how to fix things, so that gets tiresome.
k I'm dragging this out I know, my work hours keep me on a weird schedule so I'm usually up until 8am or so in the morning. So I'll end today with this: Next time you're at a strip club, and the DJ is doing at least a halfway decent job of trying to amp people up and get them into it. Don't just stare slack-jawed at him like he's an idiot, we try our best no matter the circumstances to at least make it as enjoyable for everyone no matter the venue. Throw a couple bucks in his tipjar for at least making the effort, trust me on this, it doesn't go unnoticed and you definitely have our thanks.
So next time you think I have the coolest job in the world, and the envy of every straight male out there. Think about the stress that I have to go through every night: drama, girls complaining and thinking they're at the best they're gonna get, rude customers, terrible bosses, no raises, crap pay, same thing every night without change. At least they let me have my laptop so I can use my own music sometimes, so there's a bonus. That and I have the absolute best in job security. I'm the only gay employee in a straight strip-club, so there's that. I'm gonna laugh my ass off the day one of the girls tries to get me fired saying that i slept with them or something like that, and you know I think everyone involved will to because they know better after a year of working with me *chuckles*
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