My evening started out great. I created a new look for my outing which I call "The Hot Mess". (see below)
So, Hot Mess was ready to hit the streets with a stitched face and hair teased within an inch of its life. This is all done for pure fun. The tour went great, my group was engaged in the stories and laughed at my silly, impromptu jokes. We had fun together! I especially love it when my guests confide in me that "this is the best tour they've ever been on", or, "I went on this other tour in -insert name of town- and compared to you, she sucked!". I'll be honest, the childish side of me revels in hearing stuff like that!
The tour ends and my guests thank me for a wonderful evening. Then they disappear into the darkness, leaving me speechless and empty-handed.
Here's what really adds a nasty and vicious sting to this ordeal- not only did the see my pin which is very visible and clearly states, "Tips Make Tour Guides Happy", they commented on how clever it was. They saw my pin, made mention of it and didn't show enough class to offer me at least a dollar. I sing for my supper; a dollar is not an insult because that means I have one dollar more than before. Basically, not tipping your tour guide, server or hair dresser who has given you excellent service is a flip off. It's rude, it's tacky and it leaves a person feeling unappreciated for their hard work.
To sum up, the evening has left me sad, deflated and just plain crazy. (see below)
Pissing and moaning aside, I love what I do. I love having fun with make-up, meeting new people and sharing weird and wonderful stories with them. It's just nice to be appreciated for what I do.
Until next time,
~Story Siren


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