Last night was a weird night. First of all, super dead the whole night and the last hour or forty five minutes there was literally no one there. Also everyone was on edge right when I got there and it was obvious that there were gonna be a couple blowouts. And there were!
One of the dancers got hurt by a customer (not sure about the details) so the customer was of course kicked out and the cops were called. The dancer spent the rest of the night crying in the locker room. I overheard another dancer saying, “that guy was just pure evil, I think he was a devil worshipper or something” which was supposed to make her feel better I’m sure but struck me as a very weird thing to say.
I got yelled at for asking if I could leave before the busses stopped running. This was unreasonable because that is my only form of transportation and a LOT of the girls here just come and assume they’ll find a ride. Thankfully I did find a ride but I should not have gotten so much bullshit. I didn’t ask for the closing shift and a lot of waitresses get to leave before close even if they show up at the same time as I do and it was DEAD so I don’t understand why my wanting to leave an hour early was such a big fucking deal.
Then there was also this girl who worked there but wasn’t working last night who hung around for several hours and went in and out of the men’s bathroom several times and she got kicked out but kept sitting outside for a long time and that was weird and sad and everyone was mad at her.
While people (including me) were just waiting around for their rides etc., the DJ and one of the dancers who are dating got in this big fight about how he wouldn’t apologize for making out with someone else and she wasn’t gonna go home with him if he didn’t apologize and she’d just have to get up at 6 am to go to work and thanks a lot and he said he didn’t make out with anyone and she said he did and then I left.
My ride home was fine though, mixed martial arts doorman is great and smoked me out with his medicalllllllllllfuckyeah