Assistant Manager
Yesterday when I woke up everything felt difficult. I did not want to get out of bed, I did not want to take care of stuff that I needed to get done, although I forced myself and took care of everything that was on my to do list. Because I know that if I procrastinate then the next day is going to feel even more difficult. But it felt like the worst day ever (well in a while at least). PMS maybe? I had to force myself to go to work. And 9 times out of 10 that is the best remedy for a gloomy mood, at least for me. We have so much FUN at work, me and the girls. I get to laugh, gossip, sleep on the couch, fend off admirers (take a number guys the line is long and I'm still waiting for Rihanna), tell jokes, listen to music and sing along loudly American Idol style AND go home with money.....sometimes a lot, sometimes not that much but on average not bad.
So since Boss Lady and the Big Boss are away in the Bahamas, enjoying life and worrying about the club (don't worry Boss Lady, business is better than ever)......Tatiana the self appointed assistant manager is ruling the roost. Ball whacker in hand and the black boots on, parading around the club Putin style. I made sure all the girls made lots of money and we got rid of at least a pound of that blue baking soda, Mr. White would had been so proud of me! And Grady gave me a massage. At this point, if Grady doesn't willingly (without me asking) give me a shoulder and neck rub he knows that the ball whacker will hurt him where the sun doesn't shine. You have to train your slaves. Mine are trained well.

Not my behind (in case you wonder). But a very nice behind I have to say.

Check out this voodoo statue. I think it was carved by a shaman deep inside the Amazon jungle. Somehow Boss Lady got a hold of it, probably on one of her world travels and brought it back to AK. She actually gave it to me a while back but I politely declined the gift. I want a pink Prada Bag instead Boss Lady! Thank you very much. I don't think I would be able to sleep at night with this voodoo statue on display in my house, plus it fits the club way better.
It's displayed behind the bar stage (unless I take pics of it that is).

Today I feel GREAT! My gloomy mood is gone and I am ready for the weekend. I hope you are too!
So since Boss Lady and the Big Boss are away in the Bahamas, enjoying life and worrying about the club (don't worry Boss Lady, business is better than ever)......Tatiana the self appointed assistant manager is ruling the roost. Ball whacker in hand and the black boots on, parading around the club Putin style. I made sure all the girls made lots of money and we got rid of at least a pound of that blue baking soda, Mr. White would had been so proud of me! And Grady gave me a massage. At this point, if Grady doesn't willingly (without me asking) give me a shoulder and neck rub he knows that the ball whacker will hurt him where the sun doesn't shine. You have to train your slaves. Mine are trained well.

Not my behind (in case you wonder). But a very nice behind I have to say.

Check out this voodoo statue. I think it was carved by a shaman deep inside the Amazon jungle. Somehow Boss Lady got a hold of it, probably on one of her world travels and brought it back to AK. She actually gave it to me a while back but I politely declined the gift. I want a pink Prada Bag instead Boss Lady! Thank you very much. I don't think I would be able to sleep at night with this voodoo statue on display in my house, plus it fits the club way better.
It's displayed behind the bar stage (unless I take pics of it that is).

Today I feel GREAT! My gloomy mood is gone and I am ready for the weekend. I hope you are too!




















