My feet are killing me! Work was good tonight, except for the dumb ass I was stuck with. I swear, I wanted to slap her so hard!!! Fortunately, she doesn't work tomorrow...so I'll have a nice break from stupidity on the job. :)

On online friend/Dom from Minneapolis and I were talking about how I enjoy this job, because it is kitchen work and as a submissive I really love cleaning and cooking for other people. Then we started talking about how awesome it would be if it were a BDSM pizza place, complete with a play-dungeon in the back. All the subbies would be in the kitchen (as they should be) and a Dom would be hanging out, giving orders. We had a good laugh over it...

The REALLY funny thing is tonight at work, one of the guys saw that I was stocking the bar while some other workers were just standing around. So, he said to me, "That's a good girl..." And I had to catch myself not to say, "Thank you, Sir." LOL!!! Perhaps I'll make it a BDSM pizza place, yet! :P

*sigh* I need to hear that I'm a good girl more often...wow, that sounded pitiful, didn't it? Oh well, it's true. I don't know a submissive that would tell you otherwise, to be frank. We crave that compliment. We want to know we are a good girl to the one we serve. It lets us know we are useful, loved, and that we are pleasing to our Dom...that's what's most important, after all. :)

And it all comes back to this...damn it! How does it always come back to how bad I need a Dom in my life? My OWN Dom! *grrr* I suppose it's because that is the most pressing thing on my mind right now. I feel really lost and frustrated... :(

Fuck this. I'm done for now...if I open this can of worms, I'll never stop this entry.