So, the weekend...
I’ll start with work Saturday night.
I don’t even remember the beginning of the night. Not because I was drunk at the time-but because my memory of the entire weekend is blurry due to the events on Sunday. Anyways, as I was walking around I’m flagged down by an older couple. Well, an older man and a younger Asian woman. The younger Asian lady was very pretty-skinny with fake boobs and long hair. The man explained that his girlfriend was bisexual and wanted to explore that. ‘oh god’, I thought to myself. The thing about couples in strip clubs is that they’re either really freaky or the chick is really pissy about being there. This was going to definitely be the former.
So I sit with them for a few minutes and the man mentions getting a vip room. At this point they seem like typical weirdos and not too fucked up. So we go back to the room and the lady immediately takes off her dress. She’s not wearing any underwear, and a few seconds later she takes off her bra as well. I’m standing there-a little uncomfortable at this point-when the bouncer pokes his head in to tell us the waitress is on her way to collect the room fee. I was hoping he’d tell the lady she needs to put her clothes back on, but he just looks at her and leaves.
While all this was happening her boyfriend was using the restroom. Well, he walks back in and has brought another girl with him. The waitress then joins us to collect the room fee and figure out payment stuff. Well the guy then decides he only wants to pay one girl-me. The other girl starts getting pissy and demands some compensation for her time.
At this point I realize how fucked up (drunk) the guy is. I finally manage to convince him to pay the girl some cash. She leaves, but things continue to get worse. He isn’t cooperating with signing the receipt and keeps scribbling everywhere. Finally he produces a legible signature and the waitress can go.
At this point 25 of our 30 minutes have been used-thank god. He keeps telling me that if his girlfriend likes me, an arrangement can be made involving some sum of cash to fuck his girlfriend on a monthly basis.
Finally time is up and the bouncer comes in and tells the girl she needs to put her clothes back on and they need to leave.
The whole ordeal wasn’t worth the $200.
Sunday was even crazier. I’ll hash it all out tomorrow, but it involves oysters, alcohol, me being strapped to a gurney, handcuffs, and hospital time.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Please like me
The relationship I have with my club is very similar to an abusive relationship with a partner.
I notice that the worse the club is to me, aka-nights where I don’t make money, the more I want to be there. I have a need to impress ‘it’. Inevitably this won’t go on for too long, and I’ll have a big money night once again. This restores my faith in the club, and encourages me to stay with it. This cycle of abuse and reward is probably similar to the dynamics of an abusive relationship, and I take the bait hook line and sinker.
With that said, the past few nights haven’t been very prosperous for me. It’s the combination of an empty club and unmotivated attitude.
With that said, this entire weekend was extremely eventful, both at work and not. I don't quite feel like writing about it yet, though.
I notice that the worse the club is to me, aka-nights where I don’t make money, the more I want to be there. I have a need to impress ‘it’. Inevitably this won’t go on for too long, and I’ll have a big money night once again. This restores my faith in the club, and encourages me to stay with it. This cycle of abuse and reward is probably similar to the dynamics of an abusive relationship, and I take the bait hook line and sinker.
With that said, the past few nights haven’t been very prosperous for me. It’s the combination of an empty club and unmotivated attitude.
With that said, this entire weekend was extremely eventful, both at work and not. I don't quite feel like writing about it yet, though.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Done and done
I finally ended things with ga tech kid.
We met up on Friday after my classes (and tanning). We were eating lunch at some Mexican restaurant and I brought up a text he had sent me a few days ago consisting of two words; “I’m done”.
“What was with that ‘I’m done’ text the other day-was that meant for me?”
“Uhh, I was stuck in traffic and feeling frustrated with our situation…”
“What do you mean?”
“I feel like you aren’t making any effort to be with me. It’s like you don’t even like me.”
“Hah! I’ve heard that before…” “I didn’t think we were really doing anything serious.”
“Well I’m starting to develop a lot of feelings for you and I care about you a lot.” ”I think this relationship could be a long-term thing…Of course I have a lot of issues with what you do for a living, and there’s a lot of stuff I have to block out, but you have all the qualities I look for in a partner.”
The conversation went on for a little while longer. I brought up distance and our schedules as factors, but I honestly know none of these things are the problem. I also knew at this point that I needed to end things.
I told him to call me after work.
Went out to the bars with my friends as usual, and got the call around 10:30. I told him to meet me at the bar, where we stayed until closing. After dragging one of my very drunk friends to her room, we started talking in my friend’s kitchen.
I don’t feel like typing out the whole conversation, but it basically boiled down to me telling him that I didn’t feel like things were working and that the chemistry just wasn’t there.
I was a bit brutal about the entire thing, peppering our conversation with jabs about his economic situation, shitty living situation and lack of sense of humor, and looking back I wish I hadn’t mentioned those things. Not because they aren’t true-they are-but because they aren’t the real reasons I didn’t want to be with him. When it came down to it, the attraction (physical and mental) just wasn’t there, and without that how can there be a relationship?
Of course he was upset after this. He mentioned that he felt like he could really be himself around me and that he had become quite attached to me, but at this point I just didn’t care. It’s not fair to be in a relationship with someone who doesn’t care about you.
He drove himself home, as did I.
I honestly feel so much better now that I got that over with.
In other news, I’m buying a tent so my friends and I can go camping, because that will be hilarious.
We met up on Friday after my classes (and tanning). We were eating lunch at some Mexican restaurant and I brought up a text he had sent me a few days ago consisting of two words; “I’m done”.
“What was with that ‘I’m done’ text the other day-was that meant for me?”
“Uhh, I was stuck in traffic and feeling frustrated with our situation…”
“What do you mean?”
“I feel like you aren’t making any effort to be with me. It’s like you don’t even like me.”
“Hah! I’ve heard that before…” “I didn’t think we were really doing anything serious.”
“Well I’m starting to develop a lot of feelings for you and I care about you a lot.” ”I think this relationship could be a long-term thing…Of course I have a lot of issues with what you do for a living, and there’s a lot of stuff I have to block out, but you have all the qualities I look for in a partner.”
The conversation went on for a little while longer. I brought up distance and our schedules as factors, but I honestly know none of these things are the problem. I also knew at this point that I needed to end things.
I told him to call me after work.
Went out to the bars with my friends as usual, and got the call around 10:30. I told him to meet me at the bar, where we stayed until closing. After dragging one of my very drunk friends to her room, we started talking in my friend’s kitchen.
I don’t feel like typing out the whole conversation, but it basically boiled down to me telling him that I didn’t feel like things were working and that the chemistry just wasn’t there.
I was a bit brutal about the entire thing, peppering our conversation with jabs about his economic situation, shitty living situation and lack of sense of humor, and looking back I wish I hadn’t mentioned those things. Not because they aren’t true-they are-but because they aren’t the real reasons I didn’t want to be with him. When it came down to it, the attraction (physical and mental) just wasn’t there, and without that how can there be a relationship?
Of course he was upset after this. He mentioned that he felt like he could really be himself around me and that he had become quite attached to me, but at this point I just didn’t care. It’s not fair to be in a relationship with someone who doesn’t care about you.
He drove himself home, as did I.
I honestly feel so much better now that I got that over with.
In other news, I’m buying a tent so my friends and I can go camping, because that will be hilarious.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
My one true love...
Is money!
Valentine's day is so much better when I'm $600 richer at the end of it.
I had an easy night at work...did some coke (valentine's day tradition to do drugs of some sort), made money. No difficult vips, no puking or getting too drunk to drive home.
The guy that I puked on in vip a few weeks ago was there, so I apologized for that. He did admit to switching my water shots with his real vodka shots...I knew it!
I met ga tech kid's family, well what's left of it anyways. He's technically an only child, but has some step siblings that aren't genetically related to him at all. Blah.
I'm getting a new keyboard thursday so I can type like a decent human being once again.
Valentine's day is so much better when I'm $600 richer at the end of it.
I had an easy night at work...did some coke (valentine's day tradition to do drugs of some sort), made money. No difficult vips, no puking or getting too drunk to drive home.
The guy that I puked on in vip a few weeks ago was there, so I apologized for that. He did admit to switching my water shots with his real vodka shots...I knew it!
I met ga tech kid's family, well what's left of it anyways. He's technically an only child, but has some step siblings that aren't genetically related to him at all. Blah.
I'm getting a new keyboard thursday so I can type like a decent human being once again.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
So tired
Spent the night/morning [5:00 am-11:00 am] in the [Grady] ER waiting room, and now I have to go to work.
Kill me.
Kill me.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Just one more chance
Work has been…uneventful.
Last night I worked during ‘the bouncer’s’ shift, and he still seems to be pursuing me, even after I told him I was dating someone and that I didn’t feel like dating fellow employees was a good idea.
“Call me”
“Call you what?” (laughing nervously).
“Just give me one more date.”
“Have you been working out? You look really jacked.”
I’m holding strong. Sometimes I have trouble being firm and saying no; especially when it comes to relationships and dating.
Last night was slow. I drank a lot early in the night, but my tolerance is back up because I’ve been drinking pretty heavily lately.
I’m going in tonight, even though I have class tomorrow…I not only made an A on my last test, I made the highest grade in the class!
Still haven’t cut the cord with ga tech kid. He even mentioned introducing me to some of his family members this weekend…Again, apparently I have issues saying no and being truthful about what I want.
I still need a new keyboard-ugh.
Last night I worked during ‘the bouncer’s’ shift, and he still seems to be pursuing me, even after I told him I was dating someone and that I didn’t feel like dating fellow employees was a good idea.
“Call me”
“Call you what?” (laughing nervously).
“Just give me one more date.”
“Have you been working out? You look really jacked.”
I’m holding strong. Sometimes I have trouble being firm and saying no; especially when it comes to relationships and dating.
Last night was slow. I drank a lot early in the night, but my tolerance is back up because I’ve been drinking pretty heavily lately.
I’m going in tonight, even though I have class tomorrow…I not only made an A on my last test, I made the highest grade in the class!
Still haven’t cut the cord with ga tech kid. He even mentioned introducing me to some of his family members this weekend…Again, apparently I have issues saying no and being truthful about what I want.
I still need a new keyboard-ugh.
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