#stripping?

[selfox]

I want you To make believe It's the first time And I gotta Say to you Love will find a way And that's always true

This was one helluva heavenly project that took everything from me! My heart, soul, energy... everything. And I even discovered something new about myself 🤣👌

Thank you @flowery-laser-blasts for this most glorious idea and letting me and @kerenitychan to participate

[christinecroweartist-blog]

I'm pretty sure I either need to sell a bunch of my novels, magically get more hours where there aren't any, get paid for some photoshoots, start stripping one night a week, or start doing racier shoots and selling prints from them... cause 400 every other week really isn't fucking cutting it when my monthly bills with gas and everything are almost that... and I'm trying to save for a car. >__> Fuck. 

Seriously, though, if I did some CLASSY sexy shoots, who would buy a print or two?

[agardensinmyhair]

GAWD! I hate being a poor college student

[thecakeisalive]

i stg the glee writers just go through scarves&coffee.net for their new plot lines because tbqh the ones there are better than anything they could come up with

[tea-on-the-moon]

EVERYBODY LOOK AT HOW IMPORTANT I AM ... said me in this post, accidentally.

So the job interview went badly.

Actually, it went really well, but it was bad. Let me explain.

So, first of all, I get up at 5:30 a.m. to get ready so that I can leave by 6:30 to get there at 8:30 since the email I got back after sending my resume said there would be an open interview today from 8:30-10:30 a.m. I figured it was worth going because I assumed that my resume had been looked at and I had been selected based on that to participate.

When I got there, the waiting room was already full of people who were there for the interview. That was surprising, but fine. No one looked like they were dressed the part, and I was (do you hear those horns tooting? oh right, those are mine). There were two people conducting the interviews, a man and a woman. I was REEEALLLY hoping I'd get the man... and yet of course, I got the woman.

This is where things go badly, because women don't seem to like me very much, and I don't pick up on it until I relay the story to someone and they have to tell me that it sounds like "that girl doesn't like you". I missed out on the catty mom nonsense growing up because I didn't have one and I'm much more comfortable around men than women. Especially women like the one who interviewed me, who was clearly looking for someone that she could feel better than, and I was not that person.

She smiled at everyone she met except for me (all of the disheveled, sketchy looking girls with either too much makeup, too short of a dress, or jeans). She interviewed everyone for at least ten-fifteen minutes except for me. She literally took one look at me and decided she hated me, which seems to be a frequent occurrence in my life when I meet women. Not saying I'm the hottest thing to ever walk the earth, but hey, I do alright, and I looked damn sexy in my casual business attire today, ALRIGHT? Alright. Anyway, I've never been received like this at an interview before In fact, I've gotten every single job I've interviewed for regardless of how many people were applying and have even been recruited to higher paying jobs in the middle of Los Angeles where it's near impossible to get one. So, basically, I interview well and people like me. PEOPLE LIKE ME, DAMNIT. But yeah, long story short, I answered her questions like the goddamn pro that I am, explained how my last job was similar to the one I was applying for if not a little bit more difficult, and she didn't give a FUCK. Not one fuck. And yes, maybe I came off a little bit awkward at first because when you can tell someone doesn't like you right off the bat, it's hard to get on the same wavelength after that. But for the most part, I think my answers were actually intelligent, I never said "hmm, I don't know, let me think about that....", and I actually was dressed appropriately. But anyway, she asked me like, three questions at most, didn't listen to the answers, then told me she'd be making a decision by next week and thanks for coming.

I thought it was my fault, like maybe it went better in my head than it actually went in reality, but when I called Keenan and told him word for word how I answered the questions and how it went, he said I might have been too scary for her because it sounds like I could have done her job with my eyes closed, considering my work experience and tendency to out-clever most people I come into contact with. SO SUE ME FOR BEING SMART AND PRETTY AND OVERQUALIFIED, I JUST WANT THE $15 AN HOUR, OKAY?

(Sorry.)

Anyway, I'm not ACTUALLY upset anymore, because after Keenan explained to me that the woman probably didn't like that I was most likely smarter than her and she probably realized that I have the mental ability and confidence to potentially take over the entire business, and then pointed out other situations in which I have inadvertently sent out intimidating vibes around other females, I felt better.

Because I win, even though I lose.

So now I'm thinking about stripping.