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there's allways that one model girl in the corner just sitting there, sans drink, just watching or talking to a friend. not smiling, not getting drunk, not partying at all.
morgan, she looks so myserable!
well... she does this sort of thing all the time. she's probably been out to castings all day, and now she has to go out.. you have to understand, it's not really play time for her anymore.
well, she could at least put on a happy face, otherwise, what's the point of being seen and being out to network or whatever??
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.... flash foward to the present. yeah, going out isn't all that it's cracked up to be when you're not going out cause you and your friends decided you wanted to go party. haha
anywho. second night on the job last night. it's hard! okay.. so the deal is - the better a crowd looks (aka the prettier the girls, the more well dressed the guys), the classier the venue looks. the classier the venue looks, the more desireble it is for the suits and models to come out. aand.. the better looking crowd you get, with more money.
so, to make more money for everyone in the club, i can't let in unattractive people. but you can't TELL them that. you have to say, i'm sorry we're only doing private parties tonight. or, we're booked to capacity and only accepting table reservations. some people get very adament about wanting to get in... i mean, it tends to be a sausage fest lately for some reason, so a lot of time near the end of the night we can't even let in groups of guys or groups with more guys than girls. anti-ugly, anti-fat, anti-men? well, these people tend to be persistant. little hard to deal with sometimes..
all that aside, i do enjoy my job. there is a bit of a power trip involved, but mostly i just like the control. i like that i feel inspired to help the club make more money and attract a better crowd. right now it's just a glorified college club. at least in comparison to azza or pink elephant.
in other news, i want a pink wig still. something to think about with the holliday seasons apon us and all.
haha - caio!
morgan, she looks so myserable!
well... she does this sort of thing all the time. she's probably been out to castings all day, and now she has to go out.. you have to understand, it's not really play time for her anymore.
well, she could at least put on a happy face, otherwise, what's the point of being seen and being out to network or whatever??
* * * * * *
.... flash foward to the present. yeah, going out isn't all that it's cracked up to be when you're not going out cause you and your friends decided you wanted to go party. haha
anywho. second night on the job last night. it's hard! okay.. so the deal is - the better a crowd looks (aka the prettier the girls, the more well dressed the guys), the classier the venue looks. the classier the venue looks, the more desireble it is for the suits and models to come out. aand.. the better looking crowd you get, with more money.
so, to make more money for everyone in the club, i can't let in unattractive people. but you can't TELL them that. you have to say, i'm sorry we're only doing private parties tonight. or, we're booked to capacity and only accepting table reservations. some people get very adament about wanting to get in... i mean, it tends to be a sausage fest lately for some reason, so a lot of time near the end of the night we can't even let in groups of guys or groups with more guys than girls. anti-ugly, anti-fat, anti-men? well, these people tend to be persistant. little hard to deal with sometimes..
all that aside, i do enjoy my job. there is a bit of a power trip involved, but mostly i just like the control. i like that i feel inspired to help the club make more money and attract a better crowd. right now it's just a glorified college club. at least in comparison to azza or pink elephant.
in other news, i want a pink wig still. something to think about with the holliday seasons apon us and all.
haha - caio!