Work was good last night, saw Miss Amazon for the first time in awhile and that was good, she wanted to know where I had been. I hope she comes to my party, I really like herrrrrrrr.
Lol about two hours into my shift I’m called up and asked to go to the other club, I’ve worked there one night before and hated it but I had a cool Aries chick to talk to. The place is small as shit and makes me feel claustraphobic (something I was planning on exaggerating, in order to get the fuck out)… No. I didn’t apply to work here, I specifically went to the BIG ones. Paul could tell I wasn’t happy but I decided I’d stick it out for an hour before I went back, I was determined not to spend my shift there. I go, the one other girl working is a bitch, I don’t want to talk to anyone but I Ca Va’d her and she didn’t even look up. COOL. Her manager came in (the one who pulled me away originally) specifically asked her to chat to me and then she did haha, we spoke all in french which always makes me feel good. She apparently doesn’t like my club because its too big, with too many girls. BUT AREN’T YOU BORED AS FUCK SITTING HERE ALL NIGHT?! A client came in and she dragged him to the back room, check comes and the man is freaking the fuck out, screaming his head off. I threw on my pants and tried to scoot out unnoticed…I’m noticed. Explain that I left my keys at the club, that I needed to get it. “Are you coming back?!” “Ouiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii”(fuck nooooooooooo) I go back and walk straight up to Paul, tell him that I don’t want to work there, that theres no clients and I’m already not making as much money as I had because of the hour slash. He is notttttttt letting me off easy, I had to deliberate with him for a bit but in the end I was just like “No, I’m not working there”. He wasn’t happy at all but allowed me to stay, immediately asked me to make a show (previously I was going to run back over to the club and explain I wouldn’t be back, I was totally down to go back and explain….go with the claustrophobia thing) and so I dressed and dannnnnnnnnced, then smokeeeeeeeed (wouldn’t be able to smoke at the other club because theres no private exit FUCK THAT) and decided not to go back at all because all these customers rolled in and I was soooooooooooooo happy I came back, sooooo happy I came back. The clients were cool last night, lots of couples and friends having a good time, I danced more times then I have ever gone, something like ten shows? They actually gave me extra money for doing so many haha, there were only about five girls working and I’m the only one who never bitches about being called up to dance, sometimes I just ask because I’m stoned and full of energy. Last night Miss Repeat and I danced to her music when just one client was sitting down and it was fun, she never repeats me anymore and we genuniely get on. Plus she’s my savior for pulling through with the bud.
OH GUESS WHAT Melissia never showed up to work last night, when yesterday she assured me she would be there with bud for me lolololololol, that was her angle when she was trying to buy my bag. Thank fuck I didn’t sell to her.
Paul asked me to work this Thursday!!! Rejoice!!!!
There is no chance I’m running around to find the train station today, will do so before Thursday. I’m leaaaaaving soooooooon D: I really am fucking excited though, its going to be really cool
Whattttttt do I want to do today? The first thought that comes to me is ‘not a whole lot’ FUCK I have to call up that company and see if they’re working today, instruct them they need to learn how to work a fucking fax machine and send the damn thing. Apparently they have a policy against email? Fine lets rewind back to 1998 and all use faxes…but fucking know how to properly send a document. Its fucking bullshit.
Its another beautiful day, walking for sure, most likely at night though. I do want to make the sauteed eggplant dish I made a few days ago, its SO good, reminds me of garlic eggplant from the chinese takeout but sooo much better, I brown a shitton of garlic and then throw in the aubergine, leave it there for hours. Yessssssssss, that sounds nice cooking for a bit. Marley is yet to arrive, of course of course.
My whole family called me up during the Easter party to say hi, thirty plus voices screaming to wish me a happy easter. So fucking cute, they really makes me happy sometimes.
When I was smoking before that cute dude (with the cuter absent friend) from across the street, up a flat came out and stared me down a little bit, didn’t say anything and watched me smoke as he began to do these furious pushups. Lololol this isn’t attractive brosif, I don’t give a shit how many you can doTags: escorts, strippers