My London fairytale comes with a hefty pricetag, a tag I have ignored for a little too long. There are the trips, the inappropriate tipping, the excessive bar taps, the Primark obsession, and the pastries and pies diet....they all add up. And as I studying for a finance exam, I realize very quickly how fucked I am. 1,700 pounds until September....no that doesn't include rent but still....I am fucked.
So its time for this gal to work, the only problem is I don't know where, well that and the fact that I lack any necessary motivation to do so.
I'm not looking for a career here, I'm looking for cash. I need to either find something fast or start charging Beni for sex. Or convince him that dating a call girl is completely acceptable.
So my options are:
Call Girl: The idea that I would have to take orders doesn't exactly sit well...maybe I could specialize in giving the orders...just a thought
Bar Bitch: They don't tip here so I don't see the point it getting dolled up to serve beer to drunks without the hope of flirting for tips plus I only find drunk people amusing if I am one of those drunks
Pamphlet Peddler: They are everywhere, they boast 1000 pounds a week, but I hate those people so why would I want to be one.
English Teacher: It is my first language but I speak it badly, all Americans do according to the Brits so that's out
Waitress: Again no tips, I have no balance so carrying trays of food may not be one of my many talents
A stripper: Do you think there is a market for strippers with a slight fupa? Maybe they have hooters over here, I will have to look into that....
So all 5 of you reading this....got any suggestions? Does anyone want to pay me to do something????
I am a team player, what some might call a leader, my ability to motivate others have brought about case race victories, beer olympic championships and I have on many occasions organized day drinking events. I am willing to shamelessly flirt and show cleavage for the benefit of others. I'm a hardworker, you will never see me bail out early or succomb to a hangover (well that's a lie, everyone does every now and then). I like unneccessary competition, arguing for fun, and stirring up a smidge of trouble. I believe I can bring excitment, well at least entertaining stories to any position. Oh and I'm pretty smart, does being in college for 8 years count for anything?
References available upon request.....
Monday, April 12, 2010
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OH. MY. fupa.
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