I recently lost my job since my club was sold, and I was so scared as to what that meant. I was assured that the club would not stay closed very long, but it's pushing a month. My savings, which had taken a hit from Christmas as is, is slowly being whittled away from rent, student loan payments, groceries,and other essentials. It smacked me in the face last night. I was told that the club will hopefully open on February 1st, but I drove past the club, and the old sign is still up.
The other club is town is not an option. Boyfriend refuses to let me work there (and before you get on me, keep in mind I'm a lifestyle submissive to him, and apart of that relationship is he can dictate where I go. Don't jump on it, it's just how things are for us.) on the grounds that the lapdance room is supposedly not supervised by bouncers. I was turned down for a job at the new club out in the boonies (which may have been a blessing in disguise. The girls there make maybe $100 on a weekend night.) The next club, which is a fairly big club, after that is an hour away, and I don't drive.
I got job applications from Petco, Starbucks, Hot Topic, and Target. I wanted to cry as I looked at them on my coffee table. I'm not lazy, I just...loved my job so much.
I need a hug.![]()



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Yesterday I filled out an application for an insurance agency call center here in town. I figure it's easy, paid training, and I can charm the pants off anyone for a job, so why not? I just feel weird not being in the club. I think I'm going to make a weekend trip every month to Austin or something to work for like 3 days. I dunno..but I feel ya!! 

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