Tales from Da Club #2

When I first took this job, I very firmly resolved not to date any clients. 

I just went on a date with a client. My very firm resolve lasted all of eight days. Ha.

I am apparently a sucker for smoking hot men who wanna buy me Hopdoddy.

It turns out he’s a musician, so he spent the better part of the evening gazing at me with big, brown soulful eyes and singing me love songs on his guitar.

Sucks to be him, though, because I’m done dating musicians with pretty eyes.

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