What Does Marsellus Wallace Look Like?

So, last night I had to DJ. Just too bad I got the call at 6:23pm and had to be in downtown by 8:00pm. The club was holding dance auditions for some promotions company. So I show up at 7:59 and the doors aren't even open, hmmmm. there was a group of young ladies talking across the street and a couple minutes go by and a photographer shows up, who tells me everyone is on their way. 8:30pm I'm all set up and the manager comes up to me and states that the promoter is taking care of me for the night. Late to hosting his own audition, the promoter shows up and tells me that the manager is paying me for the night.

THIS IS THE BULLSHIT RUN-AROUND DJ'S GET ALOT!

So the promoter goes to have a little chat with the manager, and tells me everything is fine, go start the music. Not like I had to do too much, I just ended up playing Flo-Rida's "Low" about 50 times so the ladies could learn the dance they we're being taught. After the audition I managed to get a little turntable practice in, and the manager did take care of me, but damn, it makes a guy like me wonder, how can a club promoter afford to hire some professinal dancers for some upcoming events, and not be able to break a professional club DJ off with some cash?

I'm not calling out names this time, I have a rule, the 3 stikes of bad business practice.

1.) You fuck up once, you better be sorry and pray that I will work with you again. Down on you knees.
2.) 2nd time, you're on the ho stroll now, my turn to be the pimp. I keep my pimp hand strong for those who try to pimp me.
3.) Good luck working in this town again.