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dont be jealous asshole
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We know who you are.
Yes, you, the woman who couldn't be bothered to go to the restroom and had to piss in our trashcan.
And you, the woman who spent 20 minutes in the bathroom popping her zits leaving blood and pus on the mirror to clean up.
And especially you, the woman who comes in with an ankle monitor and steals our towels every single time, and then asks for a job application. Yes, we wash them, but do you know how many people's asses those have been on?
Sure, I'll excuse a tampon or pad here and there. Just don't bleed on my bed.
I'll excuse you guy who spent a half our in our toilet taking a massive fucking dump, nevermind the fact I had to sweep and mop the whole salon and ended up getting a face full of the most disgusting literal shit I've ever smelled.
I'll excuse your extremely strong tingle (a lotion that tingles on your skin-- it encourages blood flow and turns you red and it helps you get darker. Sorry if that doesn't make sense.) that I have to clean the bed at least 4 times with both disinfectant and general purpose so that the next customer isn't in for a rude awakening.
I'll even excuse the guy who looks at my tits more than anything else and always tries to promote his party bus service.
Don't even get me started on the drugged out girl who comes in every week and throws shitfits over nothing, thinking we tan people on her account, steals our k-cups and does drugs in our bathroom and tries to hold on to the walls because she can't stand. And then comes in the next day like nothing happened. She steals our towels, too. And also asks for a job application.
Just please, please know that we know who you are. We won't say anything to your face. We will, however, talk a load of shit about you after you leave and make notes on your account about how much you suck.
Yes, you, the woman who couldn't be bothered to go to the restroom and had to piss in our trashcan.
And you, the woman who spent 20 minutes in the bathroom popping her zits leaving blood and pus on the mirror to clean up.
And especially you, the woman who comes in with an ankle monitor and steals our towels every single time, and then asks for a job application. Yes, we wash them, but do you know how many people's asses those have been on?
Sure, I'll excuse a tampon or pad here and there. Just don't bleed on my bed.
I'll excuse you guy who spent a half our in our toilet taking a massive fucking dump, nevermind the fact I had to sweep and mop the whole salon and ended up getting a face full of the most disgusting literal shit I've ever smelled.
I'll excuse your extremely strong tingle (a lotion that tingles on your skin-- it encourages blood flow and turns you red and it helps you get darker. Sorry if that doesn't make sense.) that I have to clean the bed at least 4 times with both disinfectant and general purpose so that the next customer isn't in for a rude awakening.
I'll even excuse the guy who looks at my tits more than anything else and always tries to promote his party bus service.
Don't even get me started on the drugged out girl who comes in every week and throws shitfits over nothing, thinking we tan people on her account, steals our k-cups and does drugs in our bathroom and tries to hold on to the walls because she can't stand. And then comes in the next day like nothing happened. She steals our towels, too. And also asks for a job application.
Just please, please know that we know who you are. We won't say anything to your face. We will, however, talk a load of shit about you after you leave and make notes on your account about how much you suck.
