The Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency
I was trippin out when Janice only let the new models stay in the house. I was pissed off, disappointed, and felt betrayed. I don’t even know where to start.
First don’t tease me with making me think I’m gonna live in a mansion, pack a suit case, and then kick me out. That’s just rude. It’s like taking a kid into a candy shop, letting him pick out all the candy, and then taking it back. You can't do that and expect people to respect you. Plus the fact that everyone was drinking. That’s really not cool. At least let us sober up, you know. Or tell me before I start to drink. If I would have known I was not living in the mansion I would have been at the club wit my boy Dominic and Christian drinking and partying.
Another reason I was disappointed was because all the new models have not earned her one penny and she is already treating them like gold. Thats bad business. Sometimes I wonder what is going through Janice’s head. I have made her money and I work for her a lot. I really did not want to come back to the agency at this point. But then I started to think a little more when I sobered up, that maybe she has a reason. Maybe she needs these new models in the house because they are weak and she is worried about them not booking jobs. I also though that living in this house will not give me a better shot at booking jobs, but I still have the same chance. Whatever man. We will see what happens, when it comes down to modeling, who the weakest link is. I’ll give Janice one more chance.