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<title>penny for your thoughts, $300 for your soul</title>
<description>Yesterday I officially tried to be cool. As I was &amp;quot;working&amp;quot; on craigslist (supposedly finding jobs for our talent) I was of course looking to make money myself. I found a posting for, in fewer words, the people that go into bars, flirt, hand out samples, and make you think that whatever booze they're pushing will make you desirable.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know, I know...gag.&lt;br /&gt;
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But as far as ho-ing oneself out, the pay wasn't shabby...$300 for the weekend, a total of 4 hours actually &amp;quot;working&amp;quot;. Clearly money like that pushed whatever morals I have left FAR out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I applied. Well...I tried to apply.&lt;br /&gt;
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How do you make yourself seem cool? This is not a strong suit of mine. I've always gotten through life by being...I dunno, me. It's certainly not cool. Real, yes. Simple, for sure. But I've never done trends (other than my Hammer pants, which I'm pretty sure I didn't ask for). It's never been something I got hung up on...so trying to seem as &amp;quot;hip&amp;quot; as they wanted was a stretch. Not that I'm at all bummed about my level of cool; I'm perfectly content with how the world seems to see me. But they wanted Abercrombie model...all I could offer is Target shopper.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, now that I judge people based on their looks full-time, I have a new found awareness of what a picture says. A thousand words, my ass. It says way more than that. As I searched through the photo archive of my life (facebook, natch) nothing seemed right. LA has made my ability to find flaws amazing, if not downright professional.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I did my best. I put down how outgoing, how talkative, how approachable I am. I flaunted my knowledge of the area gay bars and their clientele. And I sent pictures that I thought said something close to stunning, vivacious, take-my-sample-and-I'll-do-you-on-the-ba&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;r.&lt;br /&gt;
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But I'm not holding my breath. In fact, I'm pretty sure even by some act of Zeus I got a call, I'd suck at it. Being cool and aloof isn't my game. (By know means think I'd turn it down; for $300, I'd do a lot). &lt;br /&gt;
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But now I can say I tried to be cool, if even for a few minutes. But it was stressful and confusing and a little depressing...so I'm going back to being simple...&lt;br /&gt;
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I think it's where I belong.  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sponsored by EnterTo.com the first REAL &lt;a href=&quot;http://mail.enterto.com/signup.html&quot;&gt;spam free email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Click Below to discover and share content from anywhere on the web&lt;br /&gt; &lt;script src=&quot;http://digg.com/tools/diggthis.js&quot; type=&quot;text/javascript&quot;&gt;&lt;/script&gt;</description>
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