Nate is the manager I'm sure you've heard me bitch about him before. He's the worst thing to happen to slow nights. It's like, I'm already having a bad night and then this fucker wants an extra 10 bucks. Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.
In addition some little fuck tard who claimed to own a stripclub in jersey came in and said his girls pull 2500 on a shift. A shift is 2 hours. Mathematically that's not possible when dances are $20. Also if' he's taking half of that he should be able to spend more than $20.
Followed by some turkish guy trying to buy me out, with promises of a car, a house, and a bank account that never goes dry. Sometimes I wish I was a gold digging whore so I could take people up of crazy offers like that.
Why does the whole word think just because I'm a stripper that I can't do math, read, or be generally intelligent or feel that they can pull the wool over my eyes.
FUCK THIS NOISE IT'S OFFICIALLY TIME TO MOVE TO A DIFFERENT CLUB.
Anybody who doesn't realize you are intelligent after a few minutes worth of conversation is an idiot.
ReplyDeleteSorry the manager is still hoovering (is 'dysoning' the new hoovering?) so badly.
Hope your nights get better soon.
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