Okay...well this is my first and hopefully only RANT...I had the worst day and it just got worse as it went on!
It started when I got there, not too many people...yet not too many girls, but we're doing a motorcycle promotion and we have bikes everywhere, unfortunately they don't draw the right crowd...Just a bunch of mean guys who are SO unapproachable.
Every guy I went up to shot me down like I had the plaque so I took a few breaks, I know not to take it personally...BUT it sucks when you get all prettied up and NO ONE even wants to talk with you. I realize now, the main problem resided in the fact I haven't been feeling well all last week, and I've begun to feel worse...I know I haven't been eating right nor sleeping right...So I know my attitude was a bit coarse...yet I swallowed that angst for a few hours and managed four dances...but my last dance was with the most *screams* I don't even know! He grabbed me during my dance (crotch) and forced me onto his crotch! I freaked out naturally, knocking over a table and as I proceed to go get a bouncer her grabs me again and puts his face in my bum! At this point I'm both shocked and disgusted...Luckily my manager came over and got a bouncer...I was disturbed and it struck me somewhere deep...and I usually don't let stuff like that bother me but it ruined my night, I couldn't function afterwards. The guy got kicked out, but it still plagued me...
Unfortunately there weren't enough girls, so I wasn't able to go home. I had to grin and bear it type of thing, but there weren't too many custys so I stayed in the back most of the night except for stage. I didn't make much money, a reg helped me a bit, but I couldn't shake the horrid feeling in my stomach.
Even on the cab ride home I felt ill inside...and I'm trying to figure out what bothered me most...But I know in part, I've been drained from the overly busy (but wonderful for the pocketbook) weekend and I didn't get much of a break in between as the promotion is sort of mandatory. My sleep has been irregular due to personal stress and I know I'm burned out...Yet I've never buckled at work as bad as I did last night. I usually can push myself out of it, but I drowned in it. I think that man who grabbed me brought back some stuff I've put away for a very long time...I just don't know what I should do to restore my mental well being.
*sigh*
Did I mention I hate mondays?



Living in Sin around Eden's Trim
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