Big News
Okay, so I was supposed to work tonight but at practically the last minute I decided I wanted the night off. So I called in and said I was sick. Yes it was a lie, but one of the coolest things about this stipper job is that I can basically make my own schedule (although I do have to schedule two weeks in advance and I don't always get what I want). But calling off isn't like calling off work at any other job I've ever had. When I called, the floor manager just took my name, briefly tried to make me want to work, and then said, "Alright, see you tomorrow then."
Anyway, my friend Matt came over at around 8pm with the movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". This is the same Matt from last Sunday, who I played cards with. I'm pretty sure he's trying to hook up with me, which is strange because we have a weird history (we've had sex a bunch of times in the past but have never dated). But anyway, we're sitting on the couch watching this movie on this awesome widescreen plasma TV of Paul's, and I'm thinking, "Maybe Matt and I could be a serious thing...". And just then, guess what happens?
Just guess. Give up?
Paul comes home. He was supposed to be out with his girlfriend pretty much all night, like he usually is, so it was a total surprise. I could totally tell that he was *pissed*, too. He went straight to his room without even saying hello, really.
Well, when the movie ended I got Matt to leave (felt bad about it, but oh well) and then went to Paul's bedroom. He reluctantly answered the door and let me in, and we started talking.
Guess what? He and his girlfriend broke up! Yep, just tonight. He and I talked about it for a long time (until about an hour ago, actually). Apparently things haven't been good between the two lately, and he's been getting paranoid because she's been hanging out with people from her new job who he doesn't even know. Anyway, earlier tonight he confronted her about his worries. And she started crying, which was a pretty good sign that his worries weren't unfounded. And then she admitted that they weren't.
Apparently she's been feeling "smothered" by him, which is total bullshit since she's been the super-control-freak the entire time they've been together. But anyway, she admitted she's been "sort of" dating other people. How can you "sort of" date other people? Shrugs!
After she admitted all this they argued for a while before he finally told her to go to Hell and he left. On the way back here she called him and the bitch *actually* said that *she* was breaking up with *him*!!! Can you believe that?
God. Anyway, while the two of us talked his cell went off many times, all calls from her, and he ignored them. But she also sent some texts and shared them with me: she was demanding he give her back all the things she'd left over here or she'd sue. ??? She's left, what? Some tampons and fucking People magazines? Whatever.
Didn't I always say she was a stupid slut?
So, okay. Paul went to sleep and no I'm on here. I'm not quite sure how to process all this. Obviously, I've been interested in Paul ever since he let me move in with him, so there's that part of me that wants to "swoop in" right away and try to replace the SS. But I know that my role now is to be the good friend... he's upset. The poor guy really liked her. I need to be there for him. So that's what I'll do.
This is a situation I have to be very careful about... and I will be. But I feel so bad because I'm so happy that he and her are through, you know? I hated that bitch. And just because I have a real reason to hate her now (she cheated on my friend) doesn't make up for the fact that I hated her before, simply because she was dating him and I wasn't. You know?
This is a totally interesting development. I'll keep you all updated...
-shannon-
Anyway, my friend Matt came over at around 8pm with the movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". This is the same Matt from last Sunday, who I played cards with. I'm pretty sure he's trying to hook up with me, which is strange because we have a weird history (we've had sex a bunch of times in the past but have never dated). But anyway, we're sitting on the couch watching this movie on this awesome widescreen plasma TV of Paul's, and I'm thinking, "Maybe Matt and I could be a serious thing...". And just then, guess what happens?
Just guess. Give up?
Paul comes home. He was supposed to be out with his girlfriend pretty much all night, like he usually is, so it was a total surprise. I could totally tell that he was *pissed*, too. He went straight to his room without even saying hello, really.
Well, when the movie ended I got Matt to leave (felt bad about it, but oh well) and then went to Paul's bedroom. He reluctantly answered the door and let me in, and we started talking.
Guess what? He and his girlfriend broke up! Yep, just tonight. He and I talked about it for a long time (until about an hour ago, actually). Apparently things haven't been good between the two lately, and he's been getting paranoid because she's been hanging out with people from her new job who he doesn't even know. Anyway, earlier tonight he confronted her about his worries. And she started crying, which was a pretty good sign that his worries weren't unfounded. And then she admitted that they weren't.
Apparently she's been feeling "smothered" by him, which is total bullshit since she's been the super-control-freak the entire time they've been together. But anyway, she admitted she's been "sort of" dating other people. How can you "sort of" date other people? Shrugs!
After she admitted all this they argued for a while before he finally told her to go to Hell and he left. On the way back here she called him and the bitch *actually* said that *she* was breaking up with *him*!!! Can you believe that?
God. Anyway, while the two of us talked his cell went off many times, all calls from her, and he ignored them. But she also sent some texts and shared them with me: she was demanding he give her back all the things she'd left over here or she'd sue. ??? She's left, what? Some tampons and fucking People magazines? Whatever.
Didn't I always say she was a stupid slut?
So, okay. Paul went to sleep and no I'm on here. I'm not quite sure how to process all this. Obviously, I've been interested in Paul ever since he let me move in with him, so there's that part of me that wants to "swoop in" right away and try to replace the SS. But I know that my role now is to be the good friend... he's upset. The poor guy really liked her. I need to be there for him. So that's what I'll do.
This is a situation I have to be very careful about... and I will be. But I feel so bad because I'm so happy that he and her are through, you know? I hated that bitch. And just because I have a real reason to hate her now (she cheated on my friend) doesn't make up for the fact that I hated her before, simply because she was dating him and I wasn't. You know?
This is a totally interesting development. I'll keep you all updated...
-shannon-
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posted by Shannon at 1:38 AM
7 Comments:
Hey Shannon! I'm glad the hear that Paul has finally dumped SS. I know that you have been interested in him for quite some time. My advice to you at this time would be simply keep the plan that you have made thus far. Save your money, move out of his place and then and ONLY then pursue whatever kind of relationship you think you might be able to build with Paul. The reason I say this is two-fold. First there's the evident and obvious rebound situation that you would find yourself in. I have learned from past experiance several times that a relationship borne directly after one ends never works out. My last "rebound" g/f lasted for over 2 years but she was always the "rebound" no matter how much I tried to change it. Secondly, you seem to care about Paul a lot and I'm not talking sexually or romantically either. Starting a relationship while already living together will be tough and knowing what little I know about the both of you there is the chance of having that little nag in the back of both of your minds asking whether you would be together if you hadn't been living together. So to make a long story short (too late, I know)...be a friend to Paul and help him through this breakup (try not to degrade her too much in front of him....remember he did/does care for this girl and it's always tough to hear someone you care about being called a slut...even and especially if it's true. No need to rub it in and don't EVER say "I told you so"). Move out and get independant, you need it and I think you know that. Get your ass back in school anyway that you can. See where Matt will lead you, you were considering it before you found out Paul was available so be fair to yourself and at least feel out the situation. Well I guess that is enough of my simple advice hope it helps. Hope to talk to you on yahoo again sometime, this is misfitt006.
P.S. It's great to have you back on the site, I was starting to think you disappeared there for a while.
I agree with everything that was posted in the first comment. You were right though, this is big news!
I'd have loved to have a supporter like you in my home every time I was saddened by love...
> Okay, so I was supposed to work tonight
> but at practically the last minute
> I decided I wanted the night off.
> So I called in and said I was sick.
> Yes it was a lie,
> but one of the coolest things about
> this stipper job is that I can
> basically make my own schedule
1. Congratulations: your soul is starting to rot.
2. You will notice in a while that everyone working at the club assumes that all strippers lie all the time. Most answers will take the form "we'll see", which translates into "if you are even here next time, and if you aren't so high now, or then, that you totally forget about it."
Dem Unsurprised Gnomes
Shannon~
From your writtings and journal entrys, I've always liked Paul. He seems to be a genuinly good and caring guy, and I'm sure he has feelings for you to no small degree. take things slow, but im sure if you look, you'll find something worthwhile there.
CuChullain
>1. Congratulations: your soul is starting to rot.
Your soul rots when you lie to call in sick and get a day off? Shit, I must be in Hell by now. Given all the snow outside, I assume it's the seventh level.
As far as the important parts of the entry go, I agree with those saying take it slow with Paul. He needs a friend right now, not a rebound girlfriend. And if you do end up involved with him, you should still move out. You can always move back in together if everything works out.
Hey dont let the assholes with negative comments get to you in anyway shape of form. I hate the perception most people have of strippers. I worked in several clubs both here and over seas. Not as a dancer but as a DJ, bouncer, and co-manager. There is a world of difference between some clubs. Most of the girls at clubs Ive been with were trying to make a living, going through college and a lot of single mums. Most of these girls were really great but there were always a few that give the business a bad name. If a club wants to be successful it needs to weed those girls out. Wish I knew what club in SE US you work at, I would LOVE to see you. I worked as a DJ at Pure Platinum and Racheals in Orlando, several small clubs in NE Pennsylvania and a few in the southern tier ot NY State. And I still work as a DJ part time at 2 clubs here in Auckland. Also just want to tell you how much I love your site and your TTT series, keep up the great work.
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