Tool

Here is a recent work story. By the way, I am feeling extremely unmotivated at work lately.
I just want to sit there, go on stage and that's it. NOT in the mood to engage in LAME convos with people I don't know. I am ok with people I do know, usually I have some smart men that come in and talk to me - otherwise I would climb the walls. I am really close to climbing the walls actually.
Anyhow. Now that I got that off my chest.....Last night when I was standing by my locker this new girl that I don't know bounces by and blurts out (to me), "Hi Russia." Sometimes I don't care and sometimes I do, depending on my mood. Sometimes I pretend that I am from Kazakhstan and barely speak any English. But I am NOT Russian and the girls at this club tend to talk a lot about ME to the guys and they all say that I am from Russia and then everybody assumes that I am. So I replied, "I am not Russian". She, "Where are you from then?"
Me, "I was born in Poland but I grew up in Sweden." She, "Oh....Sweden, I always wanted to go there, was is nice to live there?" Me, "Yes." She, "I love that BAVARIAN architecture."
Me, "Ummmmm, Bavaria is in Germany." She, "Oh, I am not that good at GEOMETRY."
Me, "You mean geography?"
Yeah.....LOL. Not the sharpest tool in the shed. And I am not referring to myself.
Sometimes I see and hear (remember I am very observant) guys ask the other girls a bunch of questions about me when I am on stage. ASK ME instead! Very few of these girls know me, so they don't know what they are talking about anyway. I am going to make some of those informative brochures and put them throughout the club so people can read vital facts about me, since I seem so interesting to others.