The House Special

As a little advertising technique, my club had a little expose called the House Special. The House Special consisted of all the dancers going up on stage and being introduced to the crowd. The patron who yelled the loudest would get a free lap dance. The hook was, once a guy had a lap dance, he would usually go to the private booths to have a few more dances. The House Special was a huge motivational tool.

Before the House Special, I was responsible to round up all the girls and herd them towards the stage. I also helped to escort each dancer up and down the stairs leading to the stage. You can imagine that girls walking in 6-inch heels need allot of help walking up and down stairs. While the free dances were engaged, I kept a close eye the patron’s hands and defended against any frisky business (from the dancers, or the customers).

Every DJ I encountered at that club was on a total power trip when it came to the schedule. Everything was set to happen at a certain time. If something didn’t happen at a certain time, there was hell to pay. One universal truth is, it’s impossible to have a strip joint run like a battleship. You must consider that girls are talking, drinking and dancing with clients. There are girls on stage, girls in the dressing room, girls snorting coke in the washroom, and girls smoking joints in the parking lot. Fuck the schedule.

Gathering all the girls in one area was a pain in the ass. If the house special were due to begin (Usually at 9pm, 11pm, and 12:30am) I would go around the club and notify each girl about how much time they had to get backstage. This extra effort usually worked (hence the word USUALLY).