Bringing Pops to the Titty Bar

So I completely forgot to post about a little something that occurred last Sunday...My old roommate decided to drop by the club, and he brought a guest!

His stepdad.

Now if that isn't just the trashiest, most redneck thing to do, then I don't know what is. Seeing that he's pretty much trailer trash sans the trailer (how he was blessed with above average intelligence I'll never know) it wasn't all that surprising-but still annoying. He did the same thing with a friend of his a while back (brought him to my club), which wasn't as bad, but still obnoxoius. It's like he's saying, "Hey look, I fucked this girl and she's a stripper, hur-de-durrr. Even though there wasn't much fucking, and the fucking that did occur was horrible, small details like this don't matter to men.

Needless to say I ignored the both of them and got trashed in the meantime. I got a customer to buy me half a new outfit, so the night wasn't a total wash.

I took a bit of time off last week (3 nights), but this week it will be back to work.

.00

So I blew a .00 at work tonight for the first time in a while. It feels pretty good to be able to drive my own vehicle home, I must say.

My new roommate is really cool. It's strange having a roommate who is actually nice and friendly and doesn't act like an asshole 99% of the time. He will wash my dishes, take out the trash, offer to cook for me...it's great.

I've been working a lot lately. Tonight I was in VIP with some other girls and they were gross. As soon as I walked in, and I was the last girl to do so, I knew that I was going to be in for a disturbing time. I really tried to keep my guy's eyes on me so he wouldn't feel gipped or left out. Ugh.

Marriage

"Marriage is just prostitution prepaid and purchased at wholesale price."