Alright , lets start by saying, Im the SWEETEST dancer in the dallas area, lol alright that might not be true, but ive always been a courteous, polite, fallow the rules kinda girl.
I was having a bad brush of luck, My car blew up on the way to work, when i was at work, a drunk waitress wrecked into my rental, on top of that , i was earning crumbs because of Christmas..
It was empty in the club, 2 days before Christmas, and i was on my last stage, the day before was the day the drunk waitress ran into my car (management was NO help) and i was finishing my last song , on the last stage, the cops deiced to call.. I panicked and answered it because i was going to give them my insurance information..(I carry my phone in my money bag, and have never had it out on stage before...
My manager, usually a friend to everyone, comes at me and yells at me to get off my phone.
Normally i would just do as asked and put it up, But i was already stressed to the max, and he hurt my feelings, so i said, i quit, calmly, and he said then quit, and i got up, got dressed and left.
The next day i went to a club my friend worked at..
I thought it might be uncomfortable because the manager was 25, let them smoke weed in the club, and continuously made passes at me..
The clubs cliental consisted of drug dealers and pimps, and to top it all off, and every horrifying word of this is true..
the last night i was there, new years eve, a girl was seen arguing over money with a man in the club, this was a regular,
and all the management liked him..
i was giving a dance about 10 feet away when this man, jumps up, screams BITCH YOU GOT ME FUCKED UP, and tackles this woman, and REPEATEDLY PUNCHES this woman in the face, full force.. All the girls jump in and start kicking the man and the managers try pulling him off, and after several hits they get up, shes bleeding with busted everything, blood puddles on the floor, and hes escorted outside.. I quit my dance and go to the dressing room, and hear the manager say THEY ARNT CALLING THE COPS.. BECAUSE THE MANAGER DOSNT WANT TO GET CHANGED OVER THE WEED!!!!!
I quit. That second i quit, on the way out the house mom says, "i dont know why your so upset, this happens at every club".
I know drunk men cant be controlled, but the cops should have been called, if it where me getting hit in the face i know i wouldnt be protected...
So anyways, how should i approach my manager, I know theres several clubs out there, i just really miss my girlfriends there. That club fit me...
Fyi i mentioned this story to warn other dallas dancers to avoid it.
Inbox me and ill give you the name.



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