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Welcome to Miami..

Okay so I know I just posted an entry but I had to write this one..

This weekend I was in Miami. My cousin called me thursday night and told me she had and extra free ticket and a place to stay for the weekend.. I told her I had to work but she told me I was being silly and that I should have someone cover for me and go down to miami with the girls and walk around art basel and see the exhibitions and lie on the beach. she convincing..

An ex boyfriend of mine, nick, lives in Miami and I'd never been so Friday morning I texted him that I was flying down there and would love to see him and where he lived etc etc. Later he called me back and told me he'd made plans for us to go out. I, being quite broke, told him I couldn't really afford going out, and that I was only going because everything was paid for and that I wanted to lie on the beach day and night but he told me not to worry about anything..

Aaaand so we went out. We went to the MANSION. I dont know if anyone knows where that is or what kind of a place it is but let me explain.. It is a pretty big night club with a VIP section in the middle (which was where we were) and let me just say that thinking that I wouldnt be going out, I only brought comfy pants and silly shirts, no make up, nothing dressy and def no heels. The overall club was like any other; very loud, filled with drunk people and men with pick-up lines. Smoking was allowed, both cigarettes and weed, there were pole dancers and the waitress' wore very little, and were all taller than me.

So we were in the VIP section, oh and I don't drink, and my ex's current girlfriend was one of the waitress' there. So she brings a huge bottle of vodka over and everyone starts drinking and spilling stuff all over the place. then my cousin leans over and asks 'how much do you think the pole dancers make?' Apperantly they make about 200 dollars a night. Not bad, I guess but then nick told me that his girlfriend works 3 nights a week at this place, and makes over 100 grand a year! So my mind stops for a minute or two and I feel like an idiot working at a juice bar for 10 bucks an hour but then I see an idiot grab nick's girlfriend's ass and kiss her neck and I am back to loving my job at the juice bar.

That night they spent about 1500 bucks at the mansion and my cousin said 'isn't it weird that the two of you dated in highschool but you'd never even consider going out with him now because of the way he lives?' Which makes me wonder how different I must have been in highschool but yeah anyways it just blew my mind how much money they spent that night and how much money people make at places like this doing what they're doing...

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