Last night was pretty great. I nearly made $1,000 and my shift was only a little over 5 hours.
I had three 1/2 hour vips, all were tolerable.
I find it hilarious when customers who I have seen and even talked with before start asking me how long I've worked here and when I tell them nearly two years and they act surprised. "Really?!?!?! I've never seen you before!" Yes you have, retard.
I started tanning again, and while I fucking hate that shit I notice that I make more money when I'm a bit less pale. Is cancer worth an extra $200-$300 a week? I dunno.
My last vip of the night was this young asian dude who talked like a California stoner guy and just sat there and smoked cigarettes the whole time. Freaking hilarious. He's coming back tonight with some more people, so hopefully he'll be good for a couple hundred.
I really need to get some new outfits and shoes. What always happens is I'll buy a new outfit and wear it once and then decide I don't like it and never wear it again. I have about 4 old standbys that I always end up wearing week after week-but I doubt the men really care about such things.
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If Tinkerbell heard the kind of money you were making she would be packing her bags for Atlanta. Things are bad here.
I don't think skin cancer is worth it I'd sat but I can deny a tan makes a difference in your business even though I try to argue the point.
Will you be working New Years?
Nope. Not New Year's eve, at least. Business isn't usually that good for me...it was a lucky night. I think it's pretty rough everywhere at the moment.
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