This week was a vortex of suckiness.
Monday I made just over $200.
Tuesday I lamed out and didn't even go to work!
Wednesday I left with $150.
Thursday my grand total was...$300!
Holy fuckballs. I wrote a fat check to the Georgia Department of Revenue this week to the tune of $900 and I wanted to buy a new laptop this weekend. I guess I'll work tonight and tomorrow and try to scrounge up $1000 between the two nights.
I know exactly why I haven't made any money, too. Tons of tactical missteps. I'll have a guy call me over and instead of going over and sitting with him I go talk to a regular (who doesn't spend money) or one of my stripper friends. Then about 7 minutes later I'll see him go to vip with another girl.
I don't even get too angry or care too much about this. I'd rather not do vips to be honest. If I could consistently make $300-$400 a night without ever doing vip I'd do that. Unfortunately that's not usually possible these days. I do remember when I first started if you worked the floor all night you could make $500 of floor dances alone.
Hell, on the first thanksgiving I worked I made almost $700 off the floor alone. I need to get back to that!
I'm feeling like a fatty blob mess today because my diet has really slipped this week. On Wednesday night I ate potato skins at work that were covered in cheese, bacon and sour cream. Along with a hefty dose of alcohol.
Last night was the worst. I had a huge piece of cake before work. Then 6 or 7 shots of vodka at work and a redbull that wasn't sugar free. Before I left, I ate a snack bag of lays potato chips. Then I smoked a ton of fucking weed when I got home and knocked out an entire bag of ranch doritos snack mix. Not a snack sized bag, either. I threw the bag away without even looking at the calories because holy fuck, I know it was a lot. Today it's vegetables and calorie free drinks for me.
Apparently the ex is living near me again. We had a short conversation yesterday in which I was informed of this move. Not sure at this point how or why it matters.
Then I got an email from the ex last night talking about communication and a link to an article talking about the psychological differences between men and women with regards to communication. I have a feeling this email was somehow prompted by our earlier conversation, but maybe I'm just being self-absorbed.
The ex always sends out these emails after we have any kind of conversation or argument. He'll send them out to his entire contacts list though, so I don't know. This last email had slightly more palatable content than usual. I'll take evolutionary psychology bullshit over law of attraction new age bullshit any day of the week.
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I had an X like that. He'd spend hours cutting out articles and making copies and putting them in envelopes and mailing them to me. I didn't even open them. I tossed them in a box that I told my friends about, so they could get them out when he killed me. Men who do that are trying to control what they cannot control.
Poor you. Only $650 for a week. Looks like you'll have to take up miming and eating beans from the can.
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