Here is a little story that happened to me last night. Just proof that karma really does exist.....
Last night, one of the girls who has been dancing at my club for sometime (years) pulled me aside and asked me if I had gained weight. It was right smack in the middle of my shift. It threw me off and I asked her why she thought I had gained weight. She told me that it seemed like I was a lot skinner when I had first started (6 months ago). I started getting paranoid. Lately, I have been really self conscious about my weight. Three weeks ago, I was working in Vegas and the manager told me that I had to tone up before I could work any of his shifts again. So even though I may not have a weight issue, the idea has been lingering in the back of my head. Then this same girl told me that the dress I was wearing looked like a moomoo and wasn't flattering on me. She quickly followed up with a "I wouldn't tell you if I didn't love you." What? Huh?
All I could think was, "Wow! Bad timing. Are you trying to sabotage my night?" So I ran downstairs to change my outfit. But for a good half hour after the incident, I couldn't muster up any courage to approach any customers. I kept hearing her voice in my head over and over again.
Just when I was about to give up and saddle up to the bar, the same girl came up to me and invited me to join a table full of customers. Almost instantly, a guy took a likening to me and we went off to the champagne room for an hour. It was just the boost that I needed.
I saw the girl downstairs in the locker room later on in the night and pulled her aside. I told her that her comment earlier in the night really threw me off and almost ruined my night. I told her the timing was off and it took me by complete surprise. Then I thanked her for pullng me over to the table because I had found a good customer who took really good care of me. She was shocked that I had did champagne room for an hour. I guess the guy she was talking to dissed her and she hadn't made any money yet for the night. She was stressing. I hugged her and even offered to go upstairs with her and find customers together.
A little later in the evening, this same girl came up to me and informed me that one of her customers was coming in and she was looking for another girl to do champagne room with her. But she needed a "dirty" girl. I told her that I wasn't a "dirty" girl and that the money wasn't worth it for me to lower my standards like that. At the end of the night, she was all frazzled and had been crying. Her customer came in and well, I am sure you can probably guess that she didn't enjoy herself to say the least.
I was really amazed to not only go through this whole experience but to come out on top and watch karma come back and bite this girl in the ass, all in the same night.



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. I am happy your night turned out to be happy.




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