My (Step) Niece, the Professional Stripper

    

All I wanted to do was find something funny on YouTube. Instead, I see my (step) niece’s name highlighted as one of the popular videos of the week. I wasn’t surprised to see her name there, nor was I surprised by the video. All she did was dress, undress, dress, undress, over and over, for what I think goes on for about fifteen minutes.

I won’t say her name, because I’m not going to give her that satisfaction; but I will say that she proves the point that what you see on the internet is often times nothing but fantasy. This girl, when she was young (she’s about 28 now), was the nastiest, sloppiest girl. She’d leave her dirty underwear lying around her room. Then she had this dream that she wanted to be an actress and a movie star. Her father, who believes the way to raise your kid, is to be their best friend, allowed her to go off on these photo shoots, to undress down to next to nothing, all with this illusion that this was going to take her to stardom. That was about ten years ago. Today, she can be found on the covers of Maxim magazine, giving interview for smut magazines, and her ‘stardom’ comes from being invited to places where she could strip down to show off her fake boobs. She has zero talent, which this YouTube author pointed out, as my niece tried to have a dance-off with another model. How embarrassing. Probably the worst thing about this is that she doesn’t get paid shit for her photo shoots.

She tried to get on Tyra Bank’s America’s Next Top Model once, and thought she could be smarter than Tyra’s staff. She deleted every photo off the internet where she wasn’t covered from head to toe in clothes. What an idiot.

Okay. Now she’s ruined my evening. I’m going to have to find something funny to watch to get those images out of my mind.

Happy Days

Today I found out I am going to get the job I interviewed for earlier in the week. I sent an email to the lady who interviewed me, just thanking her for her time, and she called me to say she wanted to tell me she was going to offer me the job. She said the person who would be sending me an offer letter was on vacation this week, but she would have her send me a letter next week.

I was in MN when all of this happened. “T” was the first person I told. He had a look of surprise at first. Then I called one of my other friends/co-workers. After that, I went back to the meeting. By then I was “checked out”. I kept thinking about how happy I was going to be to get out of this place. Then I started thinking about my customers and how they would feel when I broke the news to them. I know they are going to panic, wondering who is going to take over my job. Fact is, there is nobody to take on my job. My boss is going to be the most freaked out for that very reason, but she’s one of the top reasons I’m leaving.

I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, but I can’t help but feel bad for the people I’m leaving behind. One of my weaknesses has always been that I care too much, but it doesn’t matter if I try not to care, I just do.

I checked my email and I officially started my job search end of February. I had a phone interview with Company A on February 27th, and a face-to-face interview on March 5th. I never heard officially, if I was passed over for the job. Then I had a face-to-face with Company B on March 16th. I didn’t get that job. Then I had a face-to-face interview with the company that is going to offer me a position next week. Pretty good – only six weeks before landing the perfect job.