tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1726120322588904573.post1390634943109505038..comments2024-03-09T07:26:22.302-06:00Comments on Thank, Q!: Body for HireQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14371841750506260427noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1726120322588904573.post-75571577822025896942015-10-16T06:39:02.701-05:002015-10-16T06:39:02.701-05:00People will always judge and that's just the s...People will always judge and that's just the society in which we live. I've never had a problem with what people do as long as it's legal. It doesn't mean that I would do it myself, but I don't hate on others who decide to do so. People need to get off of their high horses sometimes and realize that we're all different. Just because one person's approach to making a living doesn't match ours doesn't mean their a bad person. Thanks for sharing, Ami!Qhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14371841750506260427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1726120322588904573.post-49353330770492106912015-10-15T09:28:35.163-05:002015-10-15T09:28:35.163-05:00Coming from a former Hooter's girl: I used to ...Coming from a former Hooter's girl: I used to have a bad outlook on the job before I moved to Jackson. I was living in a small town where showing cleavage was NOT acceptable. I even visited Hooters on bike nights when I would ride up with my guy friends. <br /><br />When I actually moved to Jackson, I needed a job and fast. I didn't know anyone here and my bills were piling. As a joke, my step father suggested I work at Hooters. A light bulb went off and I knew that this was where I could get my start. I applied and was hired on the spot. I worked there for one year and only once was I ever insulted or talked down to by a customer. I met some very nice men that were only looking for someone to talk to. I also dated a incredibly romantic man that I met as my customer. I sang to children on their birthdays. I attended charity events. I got my name out there and started making a few buck at bikini contests and modeling shoots. The experience was a pleasant one and I have no regrets. <br /><br />To this day, when I tell anyone that I worked there, they curl their lip up in disgust. That's fine. It waves as a character flag. ;)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02847667545522730419noreply@blogger.com