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Although I am uncertain of the signifigance of this post, I
was dying for something to post about so here is a strip club
incident that may be of interst to people because it shows the
human nature of labeling people before we know them.
I sat down next to a clean-cut guy at Hawaii and said hello
and introduced myself. He told me his name was Steve and
offered me his hand for a hand shake. I paused and dried my
hand off with a napkin because my hand was still wet from
washing it. Then I smiled and gave him a good Morman
missionary handshake.
He asks me some questions:
Question #1: Where do you live?
My thoughts: RED ALERT- STALKER. I fumble for a moment not
wanting to embarrass him with the details of how rude it is to
ask a dancer where she lives. My home address goes through my
mind as well as an image of being followed home.
I reply: Nearby.
He pauses as if unsatisfied with my answer. I tell him a
nearby city that I don't live in. He smiles satisfied. I am
thinking he is rude.
He asks: Have you been here your whole life?
My Thoughts: Well, I lived on the East coast for several years
with the intention of returning to Southern California. I
guess I was still technically a California resident because I
intended to live here and I never changed my drivers license.
I danced in many different places for fun and profit, but
still lived in CA primarily and always ended up having to file
taxes in CA each year.
My Answer: Yes, I have lived here my whole life.
He asks: You never left for any reason, lived anywhere else,
or visited somewhere?
My thoughts: He asked with a presumptive tone of voice, it was
obvious that he presumed I was a boring girl who had no life.
It was apparent the answer he was expecting. I gave him the
answer he wanted.
My reply: No, I have never gone anywhere.I have lived here my
whole life. Excuse me but I am going to go do some dances.
I sat down next to a guy I had seen before and he instantly
wanted to buy dances.
I just thought it was lame that this guy's tone of voice was
suggesting my answers as if he knew me. I get tired of
defending myself as an interesting person because I used to do
this for so many years. Since most guys presume I am boring, I
often pretend to be boring. When I begin to explain myself
they get confused and distraught. I gave him the answers he
wanted not the reality of who I am. If you treat dancers like
boring people who have nothing important to say, some dancers
will just give you the answers you want. So don't ask with
sincerity unless you expect an intersting answer and don't be
surprised as the answer.
Otherwise I will create one of my favorite answers. I am
boring and have no life. I have never left the ten mile radius
from where I was born. I have danced my whole life since 18. I
have a boyfriend who is a musician who is unemployed and who
never gets a gig. I party with my friends but seldom leave the
ten mile raduis from where I was born. That's me alright, just
a statistic. Oh, and here is my home address so you can follow
me home and stalk me. |
