Monday 18 October 2010

Bone Picking

Since joining the Agnency management side of things I have become boggled with a certain phenomenon. There are two types of girls the good girls and the wild childs. I had always considered myself a wild child, but considering the business the bar for wild child goes up severly and even I no longer qualify. The good girl is a fun girl, she parties, she fucks, she chills, and she can get loud, but at the end of the day she still has a good head on her shoulders, and knows how to turn it all off and just be. The wild child will party, will drink, and then not show up to work the next day because she slept through her alarm. Or when she does show she is late, tired, and haggard. Which then means that she needs another half an hour to make herself look like a proper hoe once again. She misses appointments, she puts me in uncomfortable situations (I don't always feel like having to entertain the client that is waiting downstairs myself while she puts 30lbs of makeup on), and she gets on my nerves.

Yet somehow the hot mess wild child still gets 5 times as many appointments as the good girl. I guess when you only have to deal with the antics for an hour or two it's just entertaining.

No comments:

Post a Comment