2 more stories: while in college, as a full-time student, i was also working as student security, on-campus. you know where all you got is a walkie-talkie; i had no powers, no badge, you can take your study books with you and study during your lil police shift LOL. anyways, my college roomie & i were both student security and we worked the libraries on campus. they had like a art library, this library, that library; man i miss those days, my college roomie would come meet me at my shift and we'd walk home together; i miss those days anyone doing that with me, but we were both security, he just wasn't working that night. either he came over so we could walk together to the dining halls or i was relieving him from a shift and was about to take over, when he was like, 'dude the young college librarian worker over there by the desk, she works at the strip club we go to!' soon as he walked in. i was like no, you're tripping. he was like bet let's go this weekend, i'll prove it. we went. sure enough, she was there. how he noticed, i'll never know. i never looked at her before when we worked at the library because she was just a fellow worker. figured she had a boyfriend or whatever, didn't want to bother her had no idea she had any other job. so all 3 of us were the same age, all college students. she was nice, man. like the classic long-hair brunette, glasses, probably hidden tattoos, pretty slim, very, very quiet. always smiling, soft voice. man, i was so afraid to approach her. i was such a different person back then. i didn't fully realize being in college i was of age to strip even though i went to strip clubs, you know? like especially since she was also a college student, i felt like the job of strippers was to be of the age of graduate students and older. when i went to the strip clubs back then, many dancers were older than me, at least 25, it was just beginning to find dancers my age, early 20s, now you see it all the time, back then, at least i didn't see it or was aware of it that much everyone was slightly older. so i didn't approach her or ever talk to her. she would wave at us on stage, naked or while sitting clothed in the library at her little desk. always smiling, very quiet. nobody talked to her casually. of course, if i could turn back time, i woulda talked to her today.