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No Words......Just GROSS

Last year when I worked at Frank Day's it was totally unplanned. I was actually booked at Scarlett O'Haras in Sioux Falls for two weeks and after a week I've had enough because the club was slow with no money to be made. When you travel for work you can't be at a club making $100 - 200/night. With that kind of money I might as well stay home and have no expenses related to the travel.
So my friend Kiko told me about Frank Day's and I went there. Worked seven nights and did alright. I came late in the season, everybody told me it had slowed down and that I should come back next year for the opening of the pheasant hunting season. So I did return this year and decided to come about one week early. I asked the owner twice if it would even be WORTH my time coming a week early and she said that she did have large groups of guys coming in and that there should be money to be made. Well, that was a mistake. Friday - Wednesday, a whole six nights were awful. I mean, I was expecting at least $300/night on the slower nights. Not under $100. That is unacceptable. And the other girls working didn't make any money either, with the exception of one that supposedly got paid to hang out and acted very lovey-dovey with some guy. And I don't work like that anyways, I like to do many lap dances in between my stages for many different people. Certainly not act like somebody's date, hang out all night, maybe even during the day and after work and exchange numbers.
Different strokes for different folks. I've heard that many girls were mislead to believe that there is LOTS of money there before the official start of the season. NOT OK! Because that is not true, unless you get "lucky" and you can't count on that. So when Thursday came around I had far from what I had expected to have with four nights left to try to make up for it. And out of the four, I did ok three of them and bad one night.
It's just NOT my kind of club. Many of the guys that visit Frank Day's are kind of rowdy, many are rude, drunk and expect way too much from you. They like girls who act wild on stage, lots of crotch diving, flipping VAGINES (no panties) and asses in people's faces on the stage.
I mean literally, in their face WITH two way contact. Boob touching on the stage. Sorry but that is NOT how I dance. I am more of the soft, pretty, feminine dancer.
Girls were simulating BJ's on beer bottles and in between guys legs. Sure, that's "entertaining" maybe - but it's not me. I stay on the stage, don't get off it during my songs and if you have been reading my blog for a while - well then you know that my lap dances don't include anything that would make me feel uncomfortable and that includes having my boobs groped. I would not like to have many different guys touch my boobs with different variations of groping every time I work. My boobs are sensitive and I want to save those moments for the person I have a relationship with, when I do.
I did a dance at Frank Day's for a guy and he wanted to BITE my nipple. And got kind of upset when I refused. I don't think that every girl dancing in there would let him do that (I certainly hope not) sometimes the guys try whatever just to see what they can get away with. But most people I encountered in there (the guys) thought I was shy or stuck up. Fine. I was totally out of my element. And so many of them wanted to meet up after work. I saw things that made me cringe and I felt sad at times. I think dancing (stripping) can be done in a very beautiful and sensual way without having to act vulgar. I've had many people compliment me on my dancing before saying that it is like "art" and beautiful. I like to keep it fun, flirty, sexy, cute, pretty - NOT vulgar and/or porno looking. And like I said earlier......different strokes for different folks. I can only be me. Here some girls were flashing guys off the stage, just pulling their underwear down and bending over on the floor - hoping to get a dance like that.
Other girls did dances out on the floor for small tips. One girl was standing by the DJ booth while some guy was sucking on her boob. I already told you in a previous blog about the boob sucking on stage. Some girl was sitting on a guys lap around a large round table in the dining area, while he pulled her top to the side and played with her nipple. With all of that going on - why buy dances? There IS money to be made here. Some girls did really well the last three nights I worked. I am talking amounts between $1200 - 3000 each night. Good for them, I am happy that they made that. I didn't but that's ok. Well, of course I wish I would had made lots of money too, that would had been nice if I would had left South Dakota with a nice chunk of change but I can only work the way I am comfortable with. In fact I made more that first week I was at Frank Day's last year than I did in my ten nights combined this time around. And although I thought the place was the craziest place I ever worked at then.....it was even crazier this time around. So if you are ok with working in a very hands on club, flipping your VAGINE in guys faces, acting wild and rowdy.....then this might be the club for you.
Do not come before the pheasant hunting season begins. Come a day early and go to work. You don't have to be that pretty, decent looking is ok as long as you act wild and and hustle good. I did work with a couple of very pretty girls.
Naomi - OMG, one of the prettiest girls I have ever seen. And I told her this, I give out compliments freely. Got her number too. ;-)
Sway that I first met at Heartbreakers in Williston, also a very good looking girl.
There are also some porn stars (I guess) that work here, ladies that use a first and last name because they are known for other things than just dancing. I do have to say that we all got along and I made some new "friends". You know people that you get along with right then and there but that you might never or rarely see again and probably won't stay in touch with too much or at all. But the girls were nice, with a few exceptions.
When the pheasant hunting officially starts the club charges you $130 to work each night.
You have to agree in advance to how many nights you want to work and pay either all of it or half of it Friday night before midnight. The first week I was there, it was only $30 to work and trust me it should had been free, we weren't making any money! Friday night I had to pay $390 to work for my three remaining nights. So if you want to stay 10 nights once the season starts it's $1300, you have to pay half of it upfront. Some girls refused to do that and went night by night instead and I heard that they got away with it, good. I don't think a club should charge upfront like that. Other girls payed upfront but wanted to go home because they didn't like it and got told they wouldn't get any refunds. Hmmmmmm........that's kind of brutal. Also, you have the give the club $10 for every dance you do.
And remember that I mentioned that I got so fed up/upset that I cried a little Friday night? Well, I wasn't the only one crying that night, I found out later that three other girls were sad that night too. LOL. Kind of funny. We were all weeping. Sad stripper party!
Where do you stay? Find a room early. The owner has trailers for the girls. I stayed in one last year, I did not want to experience that again this year so I got a room at the Parkside Motel in Gregory. Nothing luxurious but it has what you need, shower, bed, tv, fridge. $40/night.
The bed is large so you can travel with a friend and split the cost.
I heard that Burke has a motel too. Both Burke and Gregory are close enough to the club. Also, ask around. The staff has rooms for rent too.
The DJs were super nice and funny. They like mostly country and rock here with an emphasis on the country. I still played some Rihanna, Ellie Goulding and Deadmau5. When the season starts and the club gets filled up with people they open up another area called the Tiki Room. This is another room with a long stage with two poles. Half of the girls will be in the main area and the other half in the Tiki Room. Once you have been assigned your location you are stuck there for the rest of the night. The Tiki Room was badly lit, reminded me of a large shed but many girls like it more because it resembles a strip club more compared to the main area which concludes of two rooms, the dining area and bar with the jukebox and people dancing two step and the room with the main stage and girls dancing. Also the stage in the Tiki Room needs to get cleaned, there are spider webs hanging from the ceiling, the dressing room is very small and full of spider webs too. I don't like that you can't move in between the two areas. That means you are missing out on money. Saturday was my best night whereas another girl had her worse night that night and she is a money maker, expecting to be making a lot this season, she has been returning for years. She got stuck in the room with no money. One night while on stage I put my hand through my hair and felt something. I had a bug or a fly in my hair, I shook it off and it crawled across the stage. Another girl got a fly in her mouth. Yuck!
Ok.......now to the disgusting part.......
IT IS SO GROSS !!!!! Saturday night, close to the end of the night the club started smelling like shit. It was bad, I mentioned that in a previous blog. Actually every night I was there somebody decided to rip ass, like foul ass. So absolutely disgusting. Keep your assholes shut please. Anyways......I asked another girl if she could smell how bad it stunk in the whole place and she said that she could, as we looked at each other in horror.
Sunday I had to be in at 5 PM, the place opens at noon, it's a bar and a restaurant too, many people stop in here for a meal. Girls come in to work as early as noon sometimes. Well, it was slow so I sat at the bar for a while. I always sit on a towel.
I got bored and went into the dressing room and while I was talking to another girl, Sway actually, I could feel that horrid poop smell again. So I asked her if she could smell it too and I told her that it smelled like that last night and that is was gross. So she told me that some old man shat his pants at the bar late Saturday night and that people were VOMITING because it stunk so bad, I mean I could smell it from the other room. When he got up from the chair he had diarrhea all over the back of his pants while he walked out of the club. Then she kind of yelled out, "He was sitting in the chair you were just sitting in while he pooped himself." OMG OMG OMG, I FREAKED OUT!!!! We both did. I picked up my towel that I had been sitting on, got a whiff - sure enough......it smelled like that diarrhea smell from last night. I ripped off my panties, almost started crying. Sway handed me baby wipes, I got sanitizer and started to frenetically wipe down my backside, my legs........while just wanting to cry. I have never in my life experienced anything like this. Turns out that Jen, one of the managers, thought it was a good idea to KEEP the fucking chair that had poop all over it, a chair with a cloth cover.
A cloth cover soaks up stuff. She just sprayed it down with Lysol, my friend witnessed it. HELLOOOOO!!!!!!????? This is a FUCKING restaurant too, people EAT here. HEALTH CODE anyone? How the fuck are you knowingly going to let girls sit in that contaminated chair all afternoon without saying anything?
I was LIVID!!!! I told Jen and they took the chair out. I said I wanted money for my ruined underwear and it took about three hours and I got handed a $20 and an apology. Mind you, I was not the only girl that day sitting in that chair, others did too......then we went on stage, sat down in other chairs, other guests of the bar sat in it too. Spreading feces bacteria around.........How wrong is that? I still can't believe that they kept that chair, I can't believe this happened to me......! I am a very clean person. One girl that works there doesn't usually wear any panties, just a big belt with a large buckle barely covering her VAGINE, she sits around all night long on those chairs with her bare ass and lady bits. I am SO grateful for my towel, I never sit down without a towel under my butt. Of course I threw it away and the panties.
And guess what? That old man supposedly shat his pants a week earlier in there, I wonder if he was sitting down then too or did it standing up? And to make it even worse......he returned to the club Sunday night, back sitting at the bar. FUCKING GROSS! I don't care that he is old and might be demented or sick, that is a health violation and hazard. They should give him some adult diapers and tell him to put one on and not come back until he can control his bowel movements. Do YOU want to go out dining and be exposed to somebody shitting themselves next to you? Or even better, get seated in a chair that has shit on it, by the staff that is aware of that fact? WTF!!!!????
That right there really made me certain that there is no way in hell I am ever returning to this place. Ever. That was so wrong, disrespectful and low to leave that chair out for us girls and guests to sit on. And no, I am no longer embarrassed that I sat down on it, I actually was for a second, wasn't sure if I was going to write about it or not........ BUT I didn't know about what had happened to that chair and I didn't do anything wrong, other girls sat on it too that day.
The people responsible for this happening should be ashamed. I cleaned myself off and I am still alive. It's in the past now.
Besides that, I am in Vegas - the sun is shining. I have people to see and things to do.
Life is good. :-)

Waiting



Tatiana is sitting around at the airport in Minneapolis waiting for her next plane to Vegas. She wants a long bath and a bed. Wash her face, brush her teeth! Soon......
Meanwhile she got the latest VOUGE with the beautiful Rihanna on the cover and a book about a person travels to Machu Picchu.
A place Tatiana herself is longing to go......maybe one day...... Right now she feels like she is stuck in her platform shoes in a never ending dance that she won't be able to quit - ever.

Charging



Tatiana made it to Sioux Falls. She is charging her laptop, her phone and herself with some vanilla latte and a lemon pound cake.
She is planning on relaxing here for a while, gathering up some energy before she ventures out to the mall. Later today? Tatiana is flying to Vegas, her other home.





It's Over!

FINALLY! My ten long nights at Frank Day's are DONE. A complete waste of my time. I am never coming back here. And I do not like to say never, so I really hope I won't have to eat those words one day.
I am going to start my drive to Sioux Falls soon but first a blog.
My last night was........I am actually at loss for words......something happened that was SO absolutely DISGUSTING that I don't really want to write about it but I will anyways because it wasn't my fault. But I won't write about it now, check back later for that.
Here are some pics instead.......
Me about to enter "HELL". For the last time! :-D



Goofing around on stage......I look so tall when I wear my heels. Intimidates many......oh well, not my problem. To all the guys that are scared........grow some balls already!




With Renee. She liked me I think....... ;-)



This is what you have to shell out to enter. If you have a problem mustering up the $15 then please don't even bother going in!



And finally a pic of me and Bud. I took a pic with him last year too, here is a link to the entry with that pic.
http://fargosisters.com/serendipity/archives/913-Pics-from-last-night.html
Bud is very nice, he has been working at Frank Day's for 20 years. And guess what he told me my tonight? He said that in all his years at the club he never went out with a girl from there but he would make an exception for me. Awwwwww! Now I don't know if that's true.......that's just what Bud said. He said he thinks that I am a very nice and sweet girl. I remembered him last Christmas, I sent him a card and some chocolates.



But it's time to hit the road to Sioux Falls now, it takes about three hours. I am looking forward to a real latte at Starbucks. The drive should be ok, listening to talk radio all the way, NPR right now.

HAPPY!!!!

It's a beautiful sunny day here in Dallas, South Dakota! I am SO HAPPY because this is my last day here and I am counting down the minutes until I am leaving this place! Last night at work tonight. Finally!!
I will write a longer recap of my experience here tomorrow or so.......now I am going to enjoy this day before I have to spend nine hours in a dark club that smells like poop. Yes, like poop, yuck!
I will explain that too in a future blog.



There Were Even Some Tears......

Friday night over with, my feet are aching. I want to leave this place already. Not going to go into any details but tonight I felt SO fed up and so out of place that I actually cried. It takes much to make me cry at work, I am usually very strong. Had to leave the floor and go into the dressing room for about five minutes to regroup because the tears came. I don't think I've been propositioned this much, ever. And they don't take a polite no for an answer. A dance is "too expensive" but everybody wants to know if "I go out on dates" or even worse. Listen, if I would agree to go on "a date" at 2 AM after work it sure would cost you a heck of a lot more than the dance you can't afford. Actually, I am so fed up that I am tempted to put the Stardust platforms in a box and not dance ever again. Anyone out there that wants to buy two pairs of used stripper heels, size 8? I know that I will feel better tomorrow and the end is in sight now. The torture will be over soon.
So I took a few deep breaths in the dressing room, dried my eyes and went out on the floor again and now tonight is over and I can go to sleep.
I am ok with the situation as a whole. You live and learn, maybe something good is hidden as a message for me in this.
Ok, about to shower and sleep now........

Networking

So last night was definitely an improvement (money wise) at work, it is still a crazy zoo though. More people are in town and more are coming in.
Have to tell ya'll about a "lecture" I got last night in "networking". LOL!
Sat down with a man from Vail, Colorado. After the usual introductions he started telling me that he is staying at some hunting lodge out here called SouthFork. I've heard it being mentioned before, supposedly a really nice place. He told me that if I was smart and here to make really good money I should come out to SouthFork during the day to "network" And he kept on babbling about how he knows the importance of doing just that, networking that is, because that is how he is doing business with his very rich millionaire clients. I listened politely for a few minutes before I had to interrupt him.
I informed him that the only "networking" I do is strictly inside the club, a controlled (well most clubs are controlled, I wouldn't say that Frank Day's is) and safe environment. I do not give a shit about how rich somebody is, I do not go and hang out during the day at some hunting lodge with a bunch of guys that I do not know. I have a Mom, I have Chhaya, friends that care for me - if something would happen to me my Mom would die from a broken heart. No money in the world is that important. Of course, as usual, he thought he was some kind of a besserwisser (like most men I encounter at work) and still wouldn't give up on the lecture. He said that 40 doctors just left South Fork, imagine if I would had been over there, entertaining, playing pool and having drinks. I guess the place has a bar too. First of all, I don't drink, and certainly not with strangers.
I'd much rather take a good E at a rave with my real friends. 40 doctors? So what? Just because you are a doctor doesn't mean that you are an honorable human being. Look at men with power, education, good family and/or wealth that have hurt women, some names that pop in my head......Dominique Strauss-Kahn and Michael Skakel (nephew of Ethel Kennedy).
Besides I need to sleep, eat and relax in the daytime, not sit around and banter with some people I don't know. I do that at night at work, that is plenty enough - trust me.
What is wrong with people? Really? Then I asked him if he would recommend to his daughter the same bright idea about "networking" as he presented to me. He got quiet for a second and then admitted that he wouldn't. Ok then.
I've heard that some girls here do that stuff, hang out and whatever that means, I don't know cause I am not there with them. But sorry, I don't do that. I don't have the time. I like my alone time, my sanity and safety too much. Besides there have been guys in there the last few days that talked about how rich they are, with a strong emphasis on talk , meaning not spending. The usual.....LOL!
When I danced in Vegas I did go and gamble after work a few times with people I met at work, never alone - always with another friend.
But honestly......the few times I did that it was kind of a pain in the ass and not worth it. But I always felt safe because I was in a casino with other people, not locked up by myself in some hunting lodge in the middle of nowhere.
After work I noticed how one girl I work with here got in a van with four other guys, she was drunk. All alone with four guys. I guess she was being smart "networking". That is not how I operate.
And when the guy I talked to yesterday kept on bugging me about having a drink I finally told him that I am here to IMPROVE my life, meaning my savings account. Not to make things worse for myself by getting wasted every night, waking up with a hangover and destroying my liver.
I feel great today, no hangover, it's noon and I am going for a run in the park. I'd rather work on my fitness than "network".





Got Coffee



I got my coffee for today. There is a bakery in Gregory with decent coffee and pastries. It's owned by an old lady that is half deaf. When I asked for "a receipt" she thought I was asking for whiskey! I had to repeat myself three times and finally made a hand gesture pretending to write something and then she got it. Yeah, can I have some whiskey with that coffee and Bavarian Cream doughnut at 11 AM please?
It is still windy here, 68 mph, I think it's kind of scary, signs have blown down, trucks rolled over on the highways around here and fires are spreading, power outages.
I hope I don't get stuck here! What a nightmare that would be.
So I have been showing my "intellectual" side at work the last two nights discussing politics, impressing the hunters with my wit and knowledge. Since nobody is buying dances.
I think politics is a bunch of mumbo jumbo with it all revolving around doing favors for the people who give you the most money. Corruption.
I'm not going to get into it too much but if I had the power to change things around I would make it illegal for people on welfare to keep popping out kids just so they can collect money for their lazy asses. If you can't afford to feed yourself you shouldn't have kids. Simple.
Everybody can fall on hard times in life but things don't get any easier if you decide to get pregnant.
Also, population control - worldwide. Too many people on the planet, not enough resources and from what I've seen (especially this last week), many of them seem to have the mental capacity of an inbred. Scary. Beer can glued to hand, mouth agape with a string of drool coming out of it and can barely form a three word sentence. Yikes!
Legalize drugs already. I don't do them, I have but the times are few and far in between. The reasons to why drugs should be legalized are many and valid, plus people use drugs anyways legal or not.
I already know who I would vote for if I could. Since I am not a US citizen I can't vote. But if I could I would and it would be for these two. Just to make things more interesting! Like Romney is that much better than Sheen anyways. At least Charlie is funny.



So we have to gather at the club at 5 PM today, why I don't know. Probably to discuss how we are going to handle the sudden influx of people that are supposedly amassing here this weekend, I hope so because so far it has been a disaster.

Soooooooo Over This!!!!!

It's 2 AM, super windy out, there is a high wind warning in effect. I got done with tonight's torture not too long ago, so happy that I can take a shower and go to sleep soon.
For some reason we have to be present at the club (HELL) at 5 PM tomorrow, why I don't know and I am NOT happy about that.
I CAN'T wait to leave this place! I am going to be a very happy girl when I am driving away from here.......
That's all I have to report for now. And that I am hungry but there is nothing open here, so I will eat again when I wake up.
GOOD NIGHT.

Another Night Over With......

Me and another girl compared Frank Day's to hell last night. It was her first night ever working here and I met her at Heartbreakers in Williston last time I worked there. She was one of the better looking girls there. Well, she said that she is leaving this place as soon as she possible can, she thinks it is the worst and trashiest place she has ever worked at, full of white trash. Those were her words, so yep, there you go - I'm not the only one appalled.
Another girl got really drunk, cried and said she was very, very unhappy with how things are working out for her and then she passed out and had to be carried out to the car.
Me? I'm taking it night by night at this point. Made a little more last night than the night before but it was still a bad night, income wise.
The girls are friendly and I have met some nice ones. Two of them think that I look like a Victoria's Secret model (Thank You Naomi & Renee) and a nice man from Sioux Falls said that I am what God intended a woman to look like.
I've heard the Victoria's Secret plenty before (these people have obviously not seen me in the daytime, not so hot....) but not the other compliment the nice man came up with (at least not that I can remember).....aaaawwwwww!
So I spent most of my night talking about politics and life at the bar.
Then there were two annoying brutes that wondered why I am so shy? I don't think I am shy at all. If I would be shy I wouldn't be doing this. One thought that I should allow him to grab my boob for a $2 bill. LOL - really???! He was shocked when I declined. Then he upped the pot with a $10 (WOW!) and asked if I could just show them my boobs. I said "only on stage or during a lap dance". So that made me shy and not a "proper" stripper. This is what I have to deal with here. People talking a lot of stupid shit, lecturing me in how to behave..... But whatever.......hey, it could be worse I guess. And you know......"if you are afraid of personal attacks you're never going to make a difference.” (Gloria Allred). And I agree with that, I can take the lecturing - I love the dumb looks on their faces when I come back with something smart. Plus maybe, hopefully it will at least teach one of them something.
Soon I will be in Vegas - shopping, spending time with people I want to be around and getting massages from Cathy.
Until then I will grin and bear it......and talk back! :-)