Maybe it's just be but the last year or two I have heard a lot more dancers talking bad about other dancers in the club, several of which are my favorites. A few years ago I rarely heard it, and when I did it was usually quite obvious the complaints I heard from the dancer were valid, often because I had problems with the same dancer she complained about myself.
However now it just seems to be more prevalent, and mostly from the recent dancers that have shown up. I am not talking about stuff like, "she gets off on her looks," or "she steels other dancers customers." I am talking about comments like:
"She's fucking the manager." "She's rats on other dancers to the manager." "She's dating the bouncer." "She got herpes from the bouncer, or DJ." "She can't go on stage unless she takes drugs." "She steals from other dancers." "She got kicked out of two clubs for robbing customers."
I have heard the herpes one several time in different clubs, sounds like a very common complaint recently. Almost to the point that it sounds like someone mentioned this to a few dancers and they spread it.
Until recently it's mostly happened when I am out of town, but the last few visits to my local clubs I have noticed a lot more cattiness among the dancers.
Until recently I rarely heard a dancer talk bad about a dancer,


Through the years I've heard lots and lots of stories about other dancers and they're usually BS growing out of jealousy or envy. Last weekend I saw just the opposite: I stopped in to see my ATF and after being there a half hour and not seeing her I asked another dancer who I've known for a long time. She said my ATF just wasn't herself that afternoon. Five minutes later the DJ called her out on stage and she didn't come out. Half way through the first song the other dancer came out and danced her set of 3 dances. The manager stormed off to the dressing room where several other girls told him my ATF was in the ladies room where her period just started with a real heavy flow. This mollified him and after the third dance #2 came out of the dressing room, told me my ATF was high as a kite, had had a fight with her BF, and wanted me to drive around to the side door and pick her up. Two girls half carried her to my car and totally covered for her with the manager. She was so obnoxiously stoned on crack which she'd been shooting, that I called her BF and offered him $20 to come get her. We met at a local mall and I kicked her out of my car and said good night. What amazed me was the way the others covered for her and helped her get her clothes on and out of the club without management knowing what was going on.