Dear Mr. Elevator Man

So the other day I went to the public storage, because I needed a new spot to hide the bodies right? Well, as I am telling the lady who I am and get prepared to see the unit she tells me - yes this girl writing this right now - that it is raining and she isn't going out in the rain to show me the unit. Was that a run on sentence? Oh well ... Now let me set the scene for you umkay? It had been raining pretty much all day but at this time is wasn't. Still a little gloomy out but I was out there in gym shorts, a tshirt and head scarf. Although I am natural, bih I am NOT trying to detangle these curls back out from the raining righty - tighty on my head. So I say ummmm well isn't that your job to show me the unit? She goes well yes, but I'm not going out in the rain. At this point the entire fuck that I was giving her, is OUT THA DAWH. You are really sitting here in my face, thinking I am going to sign this paperwork and fuck around and get a storage room with Jeepers ...

Yes I am back at the strip club Stebie. LOL. I moved out of the hotel, gave back the car, went and got my own car and apartment. He was mad aa hell but I didn't care. You were right though, I was so caught up in that shit that I wouldn't see my left from my right. Now that I'm back at the club, it's new girls there that I have to put in check about my money and my regulars. It's not my problem when I came back they wanted me over them. My new thing now is girls.