I kind of love my classes in spite of myself.
I tried to go to work, hurried in straight after class, and it was another night of CantFuckingDoThis. And it was so slow... by fucking 11 even... I went up once, on my second song I literally just walked back and forth and sat down on the stage. It was DEAD and NO ONE was tipping SHIT. I walked up to the TWO sorrenos sitting by the stage and told them in Spanish, enjoy the show? like to tip? they said No its ok. I said, no, no, see, its not OK. you sit at the stage and watch the show, you tip. so the guy gave me five bucks. and then i was on the verge of losing it and vinnie saw me and said ahhh ok. i see the look. i see the look coming on. come on casper go get dressed and ill drive you home.
then the other girls decided to ball up and come into the office to see what me and vinnie were talking about, how i get to MAGICALLY leave. and we're just sitting there talking about ray liotta or movies or some shit. and these two dancers were just standing there silent. it was retarded.
And instead I'm SPENDING money on... ugh oh never mind.