How's the baby?

So I worked last night. I HATE Saturdays. I can't get anything done because there are too many people and I just feel annoyed. Add in the fact that I don't drink on Saturdays and that leads to a pissy me.

I had made $70 bucks up until the last hour of work. Then a wonderful asian customer of mine comes in and my night is salvaged. This man, tiny asian, spends a lot of money at my club. He comes in 2-3 times a week and spends $600-$1000 each visit. I don't know what he does or where he gets this kind of money and I don't care. I got $180 from him which helped a lot. Then I ended up getting another $100 from these two customers I know so that was $280 in about 45 minutes.

I still went home poor, but slightly less poor than I was expecting. It doesn't help when I'm tipping out the DJ and the girl infront of me says

"hey, I got over $1,000 in credit card money so you'll get your 10% of that too."

...After handing him $45 in cash. This means she had $450 cash as well as 1000-something waiting in the office for her. This is also one of girls who made $6,000 of the mystery customer who came in while my dumb ass was still in Colorado. Granted, I've had my share of $1,000+ nights, but I have not come anywhere close to $6,000 in a night. It always hurts when girls make tons more money than yourself...

I'm working tonight which I'm sure will be better than last night.

So I went to pick up my keys from the office on Thursday night and when I walked in my manager asked me "how's the baby?" I sort of chuckled and was like "what?" and repeated himself, "how's the baby?"

"What baby?"

"A girl told me the reason you left is because you had a kid."

"I was gone for four months..."

"Yeah, I didn't think that was the case, but you never know..."

"Just 'cause I'm a stripper who started young doesn't mean I'm going to get knocked up once a year for the next four years or so. I was in Colorado."

"Oh, sorry. Well, welcome back."

What the fuck? Did I look fucking pregnant when I left? The answer is no, by the way. I realize that people reading this have no idea what I look like, but I'm generally pretty thin. I did gain a bit of weight right before and during Colorado, but I don't think I looked pregnant. Plus, I've lost about 7 lbs since Colorado, and I'm working on losing 7 more...Gah. So much gossip at the club.

The Ex called me while I was at work last night, but I surprisingly missed the call even though I spent much of my time in the dressing room pouting. I texted him at like 2:30 on Friday night.

'What are you up to?"

God I'm an idiot.

I got a text back the next morning.

'I was sleeping.'

Yeah, I forget that not everyone lives in opposite land with me where you sleep from 6:00 am to 3:00 pm and are awake the rest of the time. I called him back last night but got voicemail. We're both stupid.

I'm going out with my stripper friends on Monday, I'm sure it will be a blast.