Dancers rarely do anything different when they go on stage. In my experience their 'dancing' has almost nothing to do with the music and I truly believe you'd get virtually the same dance experience from them whether they were played Cannibal Corpse or Enya.
Some of the more talented ones will step up their pole tricks when there's a particularly large or generous crowd. They'll shimmy on up to the top of the poles and sometimes even crawl into the ceiling rafters and begin constructing nests out of singles while the DJ narrates everything like a white trash David Attenborough.
I like when they fight over nesting space. I like ceiling fights.
Dress Codes
Dress codes exist for a reason. They are designed to weed out undesirable customers, or to give the staff an excuse for doing so, that's it. Read into it whatever you want, but different clubs cater to different crowds and strive to create an atmosphere where they're preferred clientele feel comfortable and relaxed.
The single most important demographic to the clubs I've worked for has been white males 35-70 who have piles of money to spend and are willing to do so provided they feel like they're not going to get robbed or killed while doing it. It's not much to ask, really. We strive to keep out the worst of the criminal element and luckily for us they generally make it pretty easy to do.
As most other clubs operating on our level, we list our Dress Code as 'Business Casual'. That of course if a bunch of haggard bullshit. If we strictly enforced the rules, we'd have 6 guys sitting around on most nights.
Super baggy jeans are barred, while plaid shorts are welcome.
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I can't dance to this song
-Dress codes
-Shitty waitresses
