My fatfuck pole dancing "partner" Okay so I signed up to do a pole performance in November. It's not a competition, just an exhibition and there were 12 of us in my beginner class who needed to be divided into groups of 3. The only other shitlady came over to join me, followed by A GROSS FUCKING HAM, typical Tumblrina with green hair and that fucking livestock nose ring they all have. No one invited you, bitch. To make matters even worse, the shitlady just got a new job and had to move, so it has become a duet with me and this fat ass. Our teacher was trying to get us to do some doubles tricks, and expected me to hold a pose UNDERNEATH this bitch who is 15 feet in the air?? Where did you get the impression that I was suicidal? I lied and said I couldn't do the trick because I didn't want to be crushed to death. I had great choreography ideas that we couldn't use because she is incapable of any sort of grace, and can't fucking do anything without stumbling or flailing about like a fish out of water.  What used to be a fun fitness activity has been ruined for me. The only reason I continue to go is because I already paid for the sessions and it was expensive. I also take joy in knowing that even if I fuck up immensely I will still look amazing. OH and then!! When I casually mentioned that I was starting to get nervous, she had the gall to condescend to me like, "I was really nervous my first time too, and like you I didn't have much experience but it was fine, etc"??? Yes I have only taken a few classes but HOW long have you been doing this because I already look better than you. Shut the fuck up.