See. She’s not even doing it right!
Those words still sting.
I was about to enter the shower room, and Britney was facing the other way, oblivious to my presence. The others had formed a tight bunch, squinting down.
“And I can see cellulite! You can see the cellulite, right? Don’t you think she’s getting fat?”
I didn’t wait for the chorus of agreement. I pushed past Britney on my way through to the toilet, and the others fizzled away in my wake.
Guillermo has chosen to play a run of retro R&B. What is that all about? Has he slipped into a strangely nostalgic mood? It’s a good thing management don’t take too much interest in what he plays. Guillermo is by far their best DJ, an expert in reading the audience, injecting a little satire into the night and entertaining himself with his own
