Illegitimis nil carborundum*

Hold on a moment I need to put some music on …


Okay, that’s better... So it’s been about 2 weeks ( if you don’t count the interlude ) … and there has been changes… actually one happened around a month ago or maybe a little more, I quit working at the gas station.

It had to do with problems with scheduling and the way the parent company was pressuring for more upsales, and the fact that no matter how good of an employee there was no way anyone was ever getting a raise, and a letter that the management wanted signed that gave up a few basic workers rights.

So I gave them 45 seconds notice and walked to my car…. I know its not the way things are done but in the end… I just didn’t feel any respect, knew it wasn’t gonna change and didn’t want to be there.

On the upside I got more hours shifted to me at the bar, and that makes me happy…

Oh, the bar… changes galore… we have a new part time DJ, that means new music stylings, new hours, new shifts, working step by step towards a new look , and new things on the go.

This past weekend we had male fantasy dancers in on Saturday , four male strippers… they were not bad.. But have you ever been in a room where you were genderly outnumbered 25 -1 and they are drinking and f cking loud? Then @ 11 we let the men in .. who knew the women would be drunk and horny and the shit storm happened… I’m bruised

Although I did wear suit for the first half and I looked good.. Real good.. So good in fact that when I changed to what I think of as fighting clothes.. No less than 8 women complained… didn’t know I look so bad all the time

Valentines came and went , and I wasn’t alone… but I am still very single… not a bad thing.. I don’t know how to feel about the whole thing… respecting peoples space, and trying to figure out peoples goals is not always easy. Women say that men are hard to talk to, but at least for the most part we are open when we do talk … ohm I feel a rant coming on..

Signing out
-ivan

* don't let the bastards grind you down