Men beware
super feminist bitch Kit Love is running her mouth again...
and she's got a lot to vent about!
So, about a year ago at the Cabaret in Peabody I met this kid Pat...
funny kid from Haverhill.
6 months ago I ran into him at Ten's
between than he had a thing for a girl I know from dancing and I found out he was friends with John (yeah, the other Haverhill asshole)... So
I ran into him here and there...
He gave me his number at Ten's and I walked into the dressing room, and threw it out.
The next time I saw him at work he asked why I didn't call, and I didn't want to be cruel and tell him I threw the number out 5 minutes after he gave it to me, so I told him about my new guy (My biwwie who I met a week or so later)
As I kept seeing him he asked me about this girl and what she was up to nowadays more and more and wanted to see her again.
She was going to try and get a job at Ten's about a month ago, so I told him to show up for amateur night... he'd been in like 15 times since than and only asked me about her so I figured he was respectful of me having a guy.
he gave me his number again and told me to call him if she was gonna show.
I figured it'd get her more $$
when things didn't pull together and she wasn't going to go I called him to let him know.
THAT was my mistake...
fucking caller ID
so than he called me a few times just to "see what was up"
than he called me and said that someone called him (private # on the call ID) and asked if he knew me... than asked if his name is Greg.
It drove me crazy wondering who it was. Because if they got the # from my phone they would have seen the name it was stored under.
So, a week or so lter, he called me drunk one night and asked what I was doing. I told him I was watching CSI with my boy... and he said (all slurishly and shit), "OUCH...that hurt... so I guess you don't wanna come over here tonight."
I laughed at him and got off the phone as quick as I could...
Bill heard the whole thing, and (reasonably) was upset by it.
Now, first off, even if I did become single... WHY WOULD I DATE SOMEONE WHO CAN'T EVEN RESPECT THAT I HAVE A SERIOUS BOYFRIEND???
If he can't respect when I tell him to buzz off than he won't respect me!
Second, the more I thought about it, the more I realized the mysterious phone call probably didn't happen... I mean, what's the easiest way to make a stripper dump a guy? Well, we're all paranoid of dating a over-protective guy... so, make her think he's snooping around and not trusting her to tell him the truth...
Third, (WARNING: Generalization about men based on the guys I meet at work... not directed towards all men) Why would he assume that because he's PAID me to see me take it off that I'm a huge cheating dirty slut???
I'm just like all the other girls in there... just trying to make a buck. I don't do drugs, I don't sleep with customers, and I live a COMPLETELY different life outside of work. Kit Love and Tara only share the same body...
and for anyone who tries to pick up a girl at a strip club (who probably don't read this anyway but eh... gotta get it out) about 99% of strippers are either in a serious relationship, or married!!! And, about half have kids!
Dancers need that more than most girls because they need real affection outside of work. I mean everyone likes hearing "great ass", or "nice rack"... but it gets old fast!!!!
grrr... I just had to get that out because he called while I was asleep earlier and I wanted to outline bitching him out before I call him back tomorrow.
I have never in my life been more happy with someone, and I'm not letting some overweight, smooth talking, fucking devious, pretty boy ruin that!!!!
and she's got a lot to vent about!
So, about a year ago at the Cabaret in Peabody I met this kid Pat...
funny kid from Haverhill.
6 months ago I ran into him at Ten's
between than he had a thing for a girl I know from dancing and I found out he was friends with John (yeah, the other Haverhill asshole)... So
I ran into him here and there...
He gave me his number at Ten's and I walked into the dressing room, and threw it out.
The next time I saw him at work he asked why I didn't call, and I didn't want to be cruel and tell him I threw the number out 5 minutes after he gave it to me, so I told him about my new guy (My biwwie who I met a week or so later)
As I kept seeing him he asked me about this girl and what she was up to nowadays more and more and wanted to see her again.
She was going to try and get a job at Ten's about a month ago, so I told him to show up for amateur night... he'd been in like 15 times since than and only asked me about her so I figured he was respectful of me having a guy.
he gave me his number again and told me to call him if she was gonna show.
I figured it'd get her more $$
when things didn't pull together and she wasn't going to go I called him to let him know.
THAT was my mistake...
fucking caller ID
so than he called me a few times just to "see what was up"
than he called me and said that someone called him (private # on the call ID) and asked if he knew me... than asked if his name is Greg.
It drove me crazy wondering who it was. Because if they got the # from my phone they would have seen the name it was stored under.
So, a week or so lter, he called me drunk one night and asked what I was doing. I told him I was watching CSI with my boy... and he said (all slurishly and shit), "OUCH...that hurt... so I guess you don't wanna come over here tonight."
I laughed at him and got off the phone as quick as I could...
Bill heard the whole thing, and (reasonably) was upset by it.
Now, first off, even if I did become single... WHY WOULD I DATE SOMEONE WHO CAN'T EVEN RESPECT THAT I HAVE A SERIOUS BOYFRIEND???
If he can't respect when I tell him to buzz off than he won't respect me!
Second, the more I thought about it, the more I realized the mysterious phone call probably didn't happen... I mean, what's the easiest way to make a stripper dump a guy? Well, we're all paranoid of dating a over-protective guy... so, make her think he's snooping around and not trusting her to tell him the truth...
Third, (WARNING: Generalization about men based on the guys I meet at work... not directed towards all men) Why would he assume that because he's PAID me to see me take it off that I'm a huge cheating dirty slut???
I'm just like all the other girls in there... just trying to make a buck. I don't do drugs, I don't sleep with customers, and I live a COMPLETELY different life outside of work. Kit Love and Tara only share the same body...
and for anyone who tries to pick up a girl at a strip club (who probably don't read this anyway but eh... gotta get it out) about 99% of strippers are either in a serious relationship, or married!!! And, about half have kids!
Dancers need that more than most girls because they need real affection outside of work. I mean everyone likes hearing "great ass", or "nice rack"... but it gets old fast!!!!
grrr... I just had to get that out because he called while I was asleep earlier and I wanted to outline bitching him out before I call him back tomorrow.
I have never in my life been more happy with someone, and I'm not letting some overweight, smooth talking, fucking devious, pretty boy ruin that!!!!