"Yeah, I walked... If I had to take that over-grown troglodyte trying to touch my ass one more time I was going to skin him alive. Don't get me wrong, I understand the circumstances and all, but I was getting tired of him thinking he could cop a feel just because he was the boss." Tempeste was sitting on her bed, at the moment painting her toes a bright cherry red as she chatted away with Mercedes, another dancer from the place she had just quit. She paused, rolling her eyes towards the ceiling as the girl tried to plead with her to come back. "Seriously? Did he put you up to this? I'm not going back, there are plenty of places where I can go shake my ass." There was another pause while the girl spoke into her ear through the receiver and she burst into laughter in response. "He just thinks he's hot shit because he's got one of the only Burlesque places in town. I'd go back to real stripping before I crawl back to that place." Another pause as she listened before giving a sigh, "No, I wont come back even for you, you and the rest of the girls will do fine without me." Toe nails finished, her eyes strayed to her lap top, where she had a copy of the paper up, already job hunting. Her attention was snagged by something that said dancers needed, with a phone number attached. "Hey, girl, I'll call you back later... Yeah.. Bye now."
She scooted across the bed and tilted the screen of her lap top back as she read the add again. She'd never heard of the place, and the fact that it was also hiring blood donors had an eyebrow arching up, but other than that, it seemed like a solid lead. Fingers started dialing the number on her phone and she brought it up to her ear, waiting for someone to pick up.
"Hi!" She said a smile on her lips with the most cheery of tones, "I'd like to speak with Astrid, please?" Being placed on hold had her fingertips tapping across her thighs until the line was picked up again and she heard a female voice on the other end. "Astrid? Hello! My name is Cherry, I saw your add in the times and was wondering if you were still needing dancers? Also, what type of dancing you're needing, and maybe see if I can schedule an interview?"
-- Edited by TEMPESTE MARCEAU on Sunday 3rd of April 2011 03:49:07 AM
Astrid was sitting in the office filling out some paper work for the club. Making sure the inventory was correct and signing some papers. Before hearing a knock on the door of the office. When Wendy the weapon/coat check girl would stick her head in speaking . " Hey Astrid there is a young women on the phone wanting to talk to you. " Astrid would nod lightly. " Ok ..what line? " Wendy would give her the number . " Alright thank you Wendy " Then the door would close as she spun around in her chair picking up the phone before hitting the button for the person on hold.
" Hello, This is Astrid .." She listen to the women on the other end of the line before grinning to herself. " Yes we are still looking for dancers. The dancing we are needing are all different kind. Since this is a club that houses all kind of dance music . So I was looking for some dancers to get the people on the floor to encourage people to dance since some people can be shy at being the first person to do so. " She would sit up to look at her book." Well I can set up a interview for Monday morning at 10 " And would write that in her book " Is that ok ? And what you will need is a resume and head shot. "
"Awesome!" She replied when Astrid said they were still looking for dancers, the thought running through Tempeste's mind was that it would be a little different to work for a woman. Her head tilted to the side as she listened to what kind of dancers were being looked for, and the smallest of frowns tugged at her lips, "So, you're not wanting dancers for some kind of platform, where people can watch them dance, but people to actually go out on the dance floor and encourage others to dance?" That was new, but she wasn't about to argue with the woman.
"Monday morning at 10 is fine by me. Shiny actually." Her lips pursed together as Astrid said she would need a resume. Damn! It wasn't a typical thing required for dancers, at least not her usual dancing, "The head shot is no problem. I'll have to work on a resume. Thank you so much for your time, Astrid, I'll be there, bright and chipper!" With that, if there was no other information given she would hang up her phone and then hop off her bed doing a little twirl throwing her arms above her head, "Score!"
Astrid would smile listening to Tempeste on the other end of the line." Well we might add some platform once the club has been open up for a while. So once we do get some place in the club. And you want to do that we can have that happen. "
Astrid would bite her bottom lip lightly ." Alright. Well the resume doesn't have to be all fancy and what not. And if you don't have one. It is ok. So I'll see you Monday at 10. Have a good day.." Astrid would hang up the phone as she would lean back into her chair. Before she would go back to doing her paper work.
