Ok, sooo I really wanted to get some insight and maybe let off some steam here, so here goes.
A dancer friend of mine came to visit last week, so naturally we're working, right? I pulled like 70 hours last week and several double shifts and was at an out of town club until 6am HUSTLING!!! So you can imagine, after this stint I was pretty beat. I took TWO days off, one to rest up and the other to clean house and do laundry, then it was back to work.
Ok, a little back story: I'm staying with my boyfriend's parents until we get our house all fixed up and liveable.
So I get a text from the bf saying, 'Hey you need to wake up earlier, I'm tired of hearing them bitch.' Which I promptly responded: 'Everyone in the house is aware I work third shift.'
Anyway, long story short, I was told that I needed to get a 'job' because all I do is sleep all day. I work, on average 40-60 hours in the club full time, in 8 inch heels, basically doing cardio the whole time, not to mention climbing a 20 foot pole, doing headstands and somersaults, and trying to talk circles around these assholes just to make 20 freakin' dollars. I drive an hour to work and an hour back. Between the hair extensions, fake tanner, and makeup, it takes me 2-3 hours to get ready. I pay my house fees, I hustle, I try to look my best... but this doesn't qualify as a 'JOB' to these people??
I suppose I would get more respect if I worked at the greasy BBQ hut down the road selling pulled pork and sweet tea and making 2.13 an hour. I love the South.
Oh, I guess I should also mention that I help pay the bf's bills... because I don't have any. And that I make more than him.
This drama, coupled with all the little local girly girls that are blowing up said bf's phone/facebook/myspace with 'like OMFGZ do u still has a GF, i like totally missez u!!' is really starting to get under my skin. I think I'm just going to join the circus.
So, basically, here's the recap: I do all the work and then come home to a messy room with no clean clothes, bf's family doesn't speak to me... like won't even say hi, I can't sleep in after a stint of double shifts without someone being pissed off, I don't really trust the boyfriend when I'm away 'strip tripping'... which sucks because I'll either be in Miami or New Orleans soon.
So I think I may take a strip trip and just not come back. We'll see.![]()




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