OK, thus begins my first entry of crazy shit!
Soooooooo, I guess I should start with telling you all what I do for work. I am a driver/bouncer, for a private dancer company... a stripper company. I drive the girls to private shows and parties and look after them to make sure they are safe. But what I'm gonna tell you about is tonight, when I realized that when I'm out there, no one is looking after me.
It all started with last night, I had a show, it didn't go real well. It was about a 30 minute drive to the motel and the girls name was Bailey. We got there and I collected the money, it was a group of hispanic guys and they were smoking meth when I got inside. The girl got ready in the bathroom and I went to my car with the guy with the money, I had forgot my stun gun and I needed to move my car closer to the door. I collected the money while we were in my car and everything was cool, he seemed like an ok dude. I went back inside, with my stun gun in my pocket (A little note about my stun gun, it is a 500,000 volt police issue riot gear stun gun.)
The stripper went into the bathroom with that same guy, he called himself Ray. The guys outside were getting impatient and upset because he was monopolizing all of her time. When they finally came out of the bathroom, Ray told me he was gonna run home real fast and get some more money so they could extend the show. He did and while he was gone Bailey had exchanged words with one of the guys. There was some obvious friction going on. I let Bailey use my cell phone and I went outside to go get the money from Ray. He told me he only could come up with $60, and I said to him that it would be enough for a half hour show. While I was outside talking to him, some guys from inside walked by us and left in their car, I come to find out they stole my cell phone "and" gothicblade's portable cd-player. I had brought it inside because someone was gonna bring some speakers and we were gonna get some music going. So, I got pissed off because they stole my stuff when I got back inside, eventually we just cut the show early and everyone except Ray went home.
Ray told us he was going to compensate me for my stolen cell phone and cd-player. He said he would give me $100 and we would be cool. So I was a little happier to hear about that. We gave him a ride back home and he decided that he couldn't get the money until later in the day, (By that time it was about 5:00 in the morning) So we, me and Bailey, were going to come back later and get the money. I took Bailey home to her motel room and was going to pick her up at 10:00 in the morning to drive back down there. Only when I got there she was gone...
She had left me a note saying not to worry about picking up the money and she would take care of it. She said that I could keep her share of the nights earnings and we would be even, this was a relief for me.. until tonight. Oh man some shit went down tonight!
So I went over to my bosses house tonight to go drop off the money I had collected from last night. It turns out that Bailey has a little change of heart. Now she "Wants her fucking money," so she puts it, and I am forced to give her a huge chunk of my last nights earnings. Now I don't have the $100 for my stolen stuff and I have to give her 90% of the money in my pocket! After that pain in the ass ordeal was over I went back into my bosses house where I got a call from Ray. He told me he had gotten ahold of the guy with my cell phone and he could get it back for me. But he said he couldn't get it until tomorrow. This made me feel a lot better because I could at least get my cell phone back. He goes on to tell me about how he had to pay the guy $100 for it. Then I told him, "Why don't you just give me the $100 and I'll go get a new cell phone and everything would be cool?" And he said that was alright, so we decided I would go down to his house and meet him right away.
So I get down to where I told me to meet him, at someones house, and I called the number. Some girl answer the phone in Spanish and I was asking for Ray. She told me that Ray wasn't there but he'd be back in 10 minutes. So I said "Is it ok if I wait outside your house in my car until he gets back?" Then she says that he had just got in and to hold on. So I wait a minute and I can hear in the background. Then she tells me that he left again. So I'm getting frustrated. I got out of my car, and put my taser stun gun in my pocket of my jeans, just in case. And I go over and call the phone number again, I heard the phone ring so I knew I had the right house and I heard some voices inside so I call to them and yelled "hello!" The to my surprise Ray answers the door, I was all friendly with him, I said, "Hey man how you been?" And he invited me inside and told me to sit down. I mentioned the $100 and then it happened. He flipped out, I was sitting down at the kitchen table and he was about 4 ft. away from me. He picked up a huge kitchen knife and said "Ok, so this is how it's gonna be." All the sudden I got scared out of my mind!!! I looked in his eyes and I could tell he was going to kill me. I'm not exaggerating he "was" going to stab me. He yelled to the girl in the other room to turn up the music. That did it, I officially pissed my pants. I put my hands up, and I told him hold on, I'll give him all my money, I have lots of money. He was tripping out at this point and he said "ok." So I stood up and I was trying to reach in my pockets for the money, but I still knew, I could see it in his eyes, he was going to stab me. All this time I was going for my stun gun. I finally pulled it out after about 10 seconds of struggling with my pocket, and clicked it on, and lunged at him! I held the taser on him as long as I could, it knocked him down to his knees. By this time he was yelling "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding!" And I shocked him again for another couple seconds until he was laying flat down. Then I ran out the door, and jumped in my car. I spun the tires in a 180, and took off down the road, I hit a bump at about 70 MPH in a residential area and my car went flying about 5 feet in the air, no exaggeration either! Only because of my hard suspension it didn't damage the car at all. I finally came straight home where I'm now writing to you about my crazy crazy night.
Now I'm just sitting, relaxing with a skyy blue and smirnoff ice, trying to forget about my brush with death.
It all started with last night, I had a show, it didn't go real well. It was about a 30 minute drive to the motel and the girls name was Bailey. We got there and I collected the money, it was a group of hispanic guys and they were smoking meth when I got inside. The girl got ready in the bathroom and I went to my car with the guy with the money, I had forgot my stun gun and I needed to move my car closer to the door. I collected the money while we were in my car and everything was cool, he seemed like an ok dude. I went back inside, with my stun gun in my pocket (A little note about my stun gun, it is a 500,000 volt police issue riot gear stun gun.)
The stripper went into the bathroom with that same guy, he called himself Ray. The guys outside were getting impatient and upset because he was monopolizing all of her time. When they finally came out of the bathroom, Ray told me he was gonna run home real fast and get some more money so they could extend the show. He did and while he was gone Bailey had exchanged words with one of the guys. There was some obvious friction going on. I let Bailey use my cell phone and I went outside to go get the money from Ray. He told me he only could come up with $60, and I said to him that it would be enough for a half hour show. While I was outside talking to him, some guys from inside walked by us and left in their car, I come to find out they stole my cell phone "and" gothicblade's portable cd-player. I had brought it inside because someone was gonna bring some speakers and we were gonna get some music going. So, I got pissed off because they stole my stuff when I got back inside, eventually we just cut the show early and everyone except Ray went home.
Ray told us he was going to compensate me for my stolen cell phone and cd-player. He said he would give me $100 and we would be cool. So I was a little happier to hear about that. We gave him a ride back home and he decided that he couldn't get the money until later in the day, (By that time it was about 5:00 in the morning) So we, me and Bailey, were going to come back later and get the money. I took Bailey home to her motel room and was going to pick her up at 10:00 in the morning to drive back down there. Only when I got there she was gone...
She had left me a note saying not to worry about picking up the money and she would take care of it. She said that I could keep her share of the nights earnings and we would be even, this was a relief for me.. until tonight. Oh man some shit went down tonight!
So I went over to my bosses house tonight to go drop off the money I had collected from last night. It turns out that Bailey has a little change of heart. Now she "Wants her fucking money," so she puts it, and I am forced to give her a huge chunk of my last nights earnings. Now I don't have the $100 for my stolen stuff and I have to give her 90% of the money in my pocket! After that pain in the ass ordeal was over I went back into my bosses house where I got a call from Ray. He told me he had gotten ahold of the guy with my cell phone and he could get it back for me. But he said he couldn't get it until tomorrow. This made me feel a lot better because I could at least get my cell phone back. He goes on to tell me about how he had to pay the guy $100 for it. Then I told him, "Why don't you just give me the $100 and I'll go get a new cell phone and everything would be cool?" And he said that was alright, so we decided I would go down to his house and meet him right away.
So I get down to where I told me to meet him, at someones house, and I called the number. Some girl answer the phone in Spanish and I was asking for Ray. She told me that Ray wasn't there but he'd be back in 10 minutes. So I said "Is it ok if I wait outside your house in my car until he gets back?" Then she says that he had just got in and to hold on. So I wait a minute and I can hear in the background. Then she tells me that he left again. So I'm getting frustrated. I got out of my car, and put my taser stun gun in my pocket of my jeans, just in case. And I go over and call the phone number again, I heard the phone ring so I knew I had the right house and I heard some voices inside so I call to them and yelled "hello!" The to my surprise Ray answers the door, I was all friendly with him, I said, "Hey man how you been?" And he invited me inside and told me to sit down. I mentioned the $100 and then it happened. He flipped out, I was sitting down at the kitchen table and he was about 4 ft. away from me. He picked up a huge kitchen knife and said "Ok, so this is how it's gonna be." All the sudden I got scared out of my mind!!! I looked in his eyes and I could tell he was going to kill me. I'm not exaggerating he "was" going to stab me. He yelled to the girl in the other room to turn up the music. That did it, I officially pissed my pants. I put my hands up, and I told him hold on, I'll give him all my money, I have lots of money. He was tripping out at this point and he said "ok." So I stood up and I was trying to reach in my pockets for the money, but I still knew, I could see it in his eyes, he was going to stab me. All this time I was going for my stun gun. I finally pulled it out after about 10 seconds of struggling with my pocket, and clicked it on, and lunged at him! I held the taser on him as long as I could, it knocked him down to his knees. By this time he was yelling "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding!" And I shocked him again for another couple seconds until he was laying flat down. Then I ran out the door, and jumped in my car. I spun the tires in a 180, and took off down the road, I hit a bump at about 70 MPH in a residential area and my car went flying about 5 feet in the air, no exaggeration either! Only because of my hard suspension it didn't damage the car at all. I finally came straight home where I'm now writing to you about my crazy crazy night.
Now I'm just sitting, relaxing with a skyy blue and smirnoff ice, trying to forget about my brush with death.