Three's a crowd

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.

5 in a row

Tonight will be my fifth consecutive night working. Fuck.

I'm in a bit of a funk right now and I just feel like working. All the time. I haven't even been drinking at work. I want to be perfect. Well, look perfect. I already know my personality is shit and there's nothing I can fucking do about that. I want to care about other people-I'm sick of being selfish. Everyone is selfish, right?

I've lost some weight over the past few days because I've been working so much. I like looking thin. Makes you look more...expensive if that makes any sense. I need to go tanning again. And a new outfit.

I don't even remember Sunday night...I did get a vip with this really sweet guy who was stoned out of his mind and thought that I might actually consider dating him.

Oh and these two cokeheads that came in. My friend and I called it right when they walked through the door-"these guys are fucking coked up." Sure enough when we start talking to them they ask if we can get them some blow. Yeah and no. Neither of the resident drug dealers were in yet. 10 minutes we told them. 10 minutes turned out to be 3 fucking hours and things went terribly wrong. The more obnoxious of the pair was dancing around the club like a maniac and kept getting reprimanded by the bouncers. We tried to get him in vip, but he wanted to wait for his coke. He did buy two large bottles of Nuvo and countless other drinks for almost every girl in the club. His buddy ended up going to vip with some nasty chick who fucks customers bareback in the back. They were back there for 4 hours. Obnoxious guy just kept acting obnoxious so I left. Fuck cokeheads.

Monday night was very slow. Luckily I got a vip at the end of the night. It was a couple. On their first date. All they did was make out and...manually stimulate eachother while I stood in the corner of the room like a awkward voyeur or something. At one point I did start dancing for the guy and his chick got jealous and started to try and 'show me up'. Listen lady, I don't give a fuck about your ugly boyfriend and I'd rather you dance for him.

Last night was slow too. Little asian man was in and I got $200 from him and did one vip with a gropester. He kept trying to touch my pussy and I finally grabbed his hand and dug my nails into it as hard as I could. I hate Indian motherfuckers. I also hate how dirty the club has gotten.

Hopefully tonight I'll make $3000.

The Ex invited me to go indoor climbing with him. I declined due to my beautiful long nails I don't want to ruin. I told him he could stop by my place afterwards if I'm not working. I just want to have sex with him, honestly. I'm too fucking smart for relationships I've decided. And I lack sincerity.