Fucked up things we hear
rickdugan
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Her: [after we had been speaking for some time] You sound like a good Dad.
Me: I try to be, but if I was really that good I wouldn't spend so much time in these fucking places. [I say with a smile].
Her: Well, at least you won't rape them. [She says almost casually].
Me: What?! Of course not, they're my daughters! Why would you say something like that? [I was momentarily angry and perplexed]
Her; 'Cause that's what mine did.
This wasn't even down south, but rather in a club in Philly. The shit we hear.
Me: I try to be, but if I was really that good I wouldn't spend so much time in these fucking places. [I say with a smile].
Her: Well, at least you won't rape them. [She says almost casually].
Me: What?! Of course not, they're my daughters! Why would you say something like that? [I was momentarily angry and perplexed]
Her; 'Cause that's what mine did.
This wasn't even down south, but rather in a club in Philly. The shit we hear.
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A Get off me, Dad.
I don't banter too much with dancers but I always ask if dancing is all they do and almost every time they are saving money for school. When I ask what they are going to do that is when the answers start to get interesting:
Most common: Hairdresser
Most crazy: economists (Huh!)
I'm just not pinning one daddy rape story on the South because it didn't happen there, but believe me when I say that this is an anomaly given where the good stuff usually comes from. ;)
Me: "...why would you ever say that out loud."
I did not so much as lay a finger on her. LOL. As both a father and a guy 20 years her senior, her story killed any sexual thoughts I had about her.
Instead I took another girl around her age for OTC that night. ;)
I dancer who was an ATF in 2011, who retired in early 2012 to devote 100% of her time to schooling, is pursuing a Business Degree. Plans on running her own business.
Two other dancers said they did hairdressing on the side.
Her: My husband left me for a friend of mine two weeks after I was diagnosed with breast cancer.
Me: That's messed up
Her: Yea, went thru hell but had the reconstructive surgery and I'm okay now.
Me: That's great.
Her: Do you want some dances
Me: Sure
Her: Not so good. I don't feel like being here but I need the money.
Me: what's wrong?
Her: 3 guys came into my apartment the other day held a gun up to my boyfriend head and blew his brains out. Then they held the gun to my head and took my $1100.
Me: Damn. I can understand why you don't want to be here. Maybe you should just go home.
Her: I can't. I need money. Do you want to do a VIP?
Me: Sorry, no.
Anything is possible, but I don't think she was. She was silent after she said it, got up a few moments later and just walked away without saying another word. It was an odd moment. She was young, 21 if I remember right. Maybe the pride and joy I have for my kids, and my description of their lives in general (we were talking for a while), made her feel sad about her own childhood, which really was not that long ago. Idk.
Damn, that's messed up. I don't get why someone would say something like that. Maybe he was just trying to be funny? Obviously that's not funny and I'd imagine it make for a very awkward moment for you