Post about your shitty day here. Unburden yourself!
I busted my ass all week, and all that money has to go to paying taxes. My stupid fucking roommate who is about to move out ruined my very nice dining room table by painting on it - she scratched it up and it's covered in paint. There's no way she's ever going to pay me back for it. AND she just took a cup of coffee before the pot was done brewing, so it's going to be all weak because she got the strong stuff. Vice cops were at my club last night, so I was nervous as fuck all night that I was going to be arrested for the solicitation of prostitution by asking for a VIP room or for performing a simulated sex act by doing a table dance. Some bitch got all riled up when her customer invited me over to sit with him when she was in the dressing room - unbeknownst to me he called her to see her at the club. She called me white trash when I was cashing in my funny money, then threatened to kick my ass in the dressing room. The housemom didn't do anything about it except tell me to stop talking to her!!! That girl is the make up artist sometimes, so I guess she has favoritism. I was thug about it and got in her face and stood up for myself, but as soon as I left and got in my car I started crying like a bitch. I can't handle drama like that. It makes work feel like junior high and that the popular girls can get away with murder. Even worse was I felt like no one stood up for me. Well, she only made $500. I made $1600 last night. Ha! Jealous hateful bitch.



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