Cold and Gloomy

It is so cold and gloomy out - I am ready for sunshine and warm weather. I am so beyond over the cold.
It doesn't feel overly inspiring to spend time outside, whether it's with Chhaya or going for a jog when it's cold outside.
Friday night at worked SUCKED. I do not usually complain about that because most of the time I do not care too much. But we have two new hires at the club that I hope do not stick around for too long. Why? Because they both look like some washed up druggies that got all their tattoos made in prison. One of them would probably not get hired in too many clubs. And that is the reality. I am not the owner or the manager but I believe that the girls kind of represent the club and therefore there should be a certain standard held. Nobody is perfect - me included - though you shouldn't be scared or repulsed when you look at the "talent" in a strip club. Quality over quantity. Definitely.
Also, I do not sit with people just so they buy me a $ 10 drink. Some girls might, like the ones that just got hired or the ones working on getting wasted. I understand that the club makes $ 10 from every glass of ice mixed with soda water and cranberry juice that I drink. But I do not make anything from that. So from now on, I am not going to suffer through painfully boring conversations and having cigarette smoke blown in my face and all over my $ 100 bra just so the club can make $ 10.
I am not putting myself through that. What did I get? NOTHING. Besides acute second hand smoke poisoning. Smoking at clubs and bars should be banned, not everybody wants to be exposed to that poison, put in smoking areas and let the non smokers breathe clean air.
I do not mind sitting and talking to people for free, I do that a lot - because I want to. But when I am being told what to do and get NOTHING in return, no thanks - no more. Other girls might be ok with that. I am not. I'd rather sit by myself.
Therefore I stayed home last night, I was not in the mood to work. Friday night was such a disaster that it totally made me unmotivated to go in there yesterday.
Instead I took a nice, long bubble bath and relaxed. In my beautiful solitude with air smelling like vanilla and caramel.