I’ve mentioned numerous times that we get drink commissions at my job, which encourages the vice (no vice tax on our free drinks like at the liquor store either!) I am definitely a fan of booze and the commissions enhance your earnings by at least $30 a night. They can also be your saving grace on a slow night, when guys feel more comfortable sipping Corona and chatting with you than trying to score a nip slip. Still, the number of empty calories I consume drinking every night I work more than compensates for the calories I burn dancing.
Smoking cigarettes has been an issue for me at my club, which allows smoking from 12:30AM-4:00AM. I quit smoking cold turkey for years and broke my streak a few months ago. I can basically attribute that to thinking of it as social smoking. Approaching random guys who might consider you their anti-type gets tough and awkward sometimes. I can talk to anyone about anything, but often find approaching someone with the question “do you have a light?” or “could you spare a cigarette?” far easier. Buttering a guy up by smoking a butt or having a drink with him before asking the inevitable “want a (private) dance?” is an essential part of the job.
Of course weed and the Miami-esque vice are constant temptations in and out of the workplace. The other day, I smoked with my friend who lives in Bed-Stuy, and in typical white girl fashion, I bugged out while waiting for a cab home, thinking I was about to fall victim of a drive by. I’m pretty ambivalent about cocaine, but I know there are staffers and patrons who take advantage financially of other girls’ cocaine habits, diminishing their earnings.