Encore

What happens during a Vegas residency doesn't stay in Vegas. Not when you hate your rock star boss.

I don't know what crawled up my drum tech's ass, but I'm over Alice's bullsh*t.

I'm too busy juggling my not-so-anonymous NA meetings, our new Vegas residency, and my dad's Alzheimer's demands to tiptoe around Ms. Alice.

She works for me.

So next time she sets up my drumkit, I don't want to hear her snarky comments or muttered insults.

Her shapely little body doesn't make up for her smart mouth.

No...