Ugh, what a shitty night. I know, I know, one was bound to come along but grrr.
To start it was super slow and not getting any better. The usual DJ wasn't there, and the one that was there sucked. I was totally not feeling it and needed Bobby to advise me. He couldn't pick shit, gave me the wrong songs.
Then I decided to be flat out goofy and do the Gimme Gimme's cover of "My Boyfriend's Back" and that "Who put the bop..." song whatever it's called. These totally rude fuckers were criticising everything I picked. Sorry, I don't dance to Tool. For the record you probably are one though.
Anyway, I just couldn't win, no matter what I did. Iris was "tutoring" me and kept insisting I slow down. So I did, practically fucking my skin on stage, and this guy says, "That just looks like it feels really good." Yeah, so good you threw down 2 dollars.
Almost beats the guy who said, "I just wanted to see your pretty eyes, not your *thing*!" Okay, it's not a sea creature, it's my Coochie Snorcher and you hurt its feelings.
So then it gets better. I have $34 to my name. Tami comes in asking for our $20. HUH? The deal I was told, sketchy, but whatever, was that we tipped DJ/Bouncer $10 per and were paid minimum wage and our house was taken out of that. I've worked 3/4 other nights and no one has said that to me. Then, the fucker ass DJ who played the wrong damn songs for me assured me that I could just give it to his girlfriend later. RAR!
Then I give Iris a ride home. After she tries to tell me she wants $15 for the blue dress, not the $10 she originally asked. Sooo, she promises me gas money since she wants to go clear to the NE corner of town and I live SE. So we chat for a while, I keep going the wrong damn way because all I want is to go home and be with my dogs. Then she has the nerve to bullshit on her cell phone practically the whole damn way!!! Then I drop her off and the gas money never manifests itself. And I hit a bunny rabbit. Killed it dead. It made a thunking noise. I've never done that before. I've nearly gotten rear ended saving critters. Oh I feel so shitty. I had to see it laying there on the way home. And, it will be there on the way to the barn tomorrow.
Ugh, my friend Seth works nights, he's gonna take me to breakfast. I'm sorry, this is so whiny, but I just wanted to snivel to some people who actually understand.
love and cookies
-smurf



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I had a bad one last night myself...good luck honey.



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