I want to start by saying OUCH... my damned knees. I have bruises the size of softballs on each of them. I couldn't get back down on my knees to save my life. The club I work at has no poles, only floor work. Yucky. I am awkward up there because I have never done much floor work.
I learned the floor is slick at sh*t. I didn't fall but it was like dancing on ice. I really don't want to resort to wearing leg warmers but if that's what it takes then I guess I will. I tried to crawl into bed last night and I screamed it hurt so bad.
I've definitely got the Nancy Carrigan knees going on. I don't think I am going to continue to work at that club though. My FIRST NIGHT I had a PSYCHO fall in love with me and follow me outside. This crappy club didn't even have bouncers. I've never even SEEN a club without bouncers. After all that happened I decided that I need to work somewhere more upscale.
The fact that there were no guys to even walk me to my car when there was a psycho out there really made me mad. That guy could have murdered me. I ended up with about $160. I could have made more but I didn't really know how to hustle. I am going to drop a few pounds and try out for the Lodge or something.![]()



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