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I lost my job on Saturday, y'all.

Showed up and started opening the bar when my manager calls us into the back and tells us that we wouldn't be opening. Ever again.

Fuck yeah.




So I call my friends and go hang out with them. My friend Patti calls me and tells me about a job. I ended up working that night at Vue Ultra Lounge, made a quick eighty bucks prancing around in thigh-highs and a man's dress shirt. I should make more next weekend at the Disco Vampire party. I hope I won't be shot girl again. I think I made more in two hours of cocktailing than I did in three hours shotting. But it was mad fun. Wokring with my Pattimon made it way much fun. We tag-teamed on people.

And I've never gotten more compliments in my entire life. :-D