So last night broke my awesome streak. I've made over $700 50% of all the nights I've woked this month. Totals for the month: $160, $80, $870, $730, $760, $400, $450, $800, $700, $300. Man, those first two nights really fucked me over. Unfortunately last night was a $300 night. Plus, I needed safe-ride (that thing where they drive your car home for you), which put me out an additional $40. I'm working tonight, so hopefully I won't dip under the 50% line.
I have a new customer who I can tell is going to become obsessed with me. He's actually not too bad, and pays really well, so I hope we can just keep things as they are, and he doesn't start trying to date me.
My bouncer on the other hand...He came in on saturday (as a customer) and tipped me $200 on stage. Both hundred dollar bills. I was complaining to him the other night about guys that make it rain, because while having all that money is nice, it's a pain in the ass to stack and face it. I mentioned how I wished they could just give me a few $100s instead. Of course once I went over to talk to him he started bugging me about going on another date with him. I may or may not have agreed to a date next thursday. God, I think I just let the bouncer 'buy' me.
Ga tech kid still calls and texts a few times a week, and I still ignore him (for the most part).
I love how the less you want someone, the more they want you. Well, except when I'm on the wanting end of that deal.
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Nope, no mixed signals coming from you... none at all.
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