Nothing noteworthy

Work was...work-esque this weekend. Nothing particularly noteworthy happened. Well, besides all the bouncers asking me questions about my bouncer suitor and our date. I still haven't decided how to deal with this situation.

Last night I did threaten to 'kick some guy in his fucking face', which put a damper on the rest of my night (luckily his obnoxoius behavior occurred later in the night). He was one of those ones that think it's a good idea to try and tickle(?) my ass-crack with a folded dollar bill while I'm dancing for him. Except I wasn't even dancing for him, I was dancing for his friend. Neither of those scenarios are ok, but that pissed me off even more. His face after I snapped at him was priceless, though.

I'm thinking of switching clubs soon, I think I need a change.