Blog - Stripped
Small FontsDefault FontsLarge Fonts

Stripped

Tales of the naked city, from a Las Vegas dancer.


May 26, 2009 · 12:08 PM

Sometimes a dance is the ultimate dead show

By Justice

Speaking of Memorial Day, a few days ago was the anniversary of my father’s death. I believe he still crosses my mind maybe one or more times a day, though I don’t really talk about him much. Captain Cake, my fellow stripper and good friend, says she thinks of me as a person who was hatched from an egg, a person without parents.

Anyway, I think it’s creepy when I see men who look like him. I have a customer who looks just like him and even has the same name, which proves that the fates conspire to gross me out. Yuck. A girl in the locker room was taking an informal survey (meaning she was yelling out a question for anyone to answer) asking how much money it would take for you to give your own father a lap dance. Well, there’s a thought. My dad would be very stiff. Did I cross the line? Humor is the best medicine, they say.

Some people cannot cope at all. I had a suicidal customer start crying with me because he said I looked like his dead wife. I think that’s weird, because I don’t think anyone looks like me. He hugged me and started crying. “I miss you so much,” he whispered into my hair. Then I started crying. I didn’t cry much because I would have smeared my makeup. I’m allegedly empty inside, but there’s a whole lot of carefully applied war paint on the outside.

I wiped his tears off and brushed his long dirty hair off his face. I did not say, “Your wife would have wanted you to give me more money,” as much as that seemed appropriate for a stripper to do. I really did let him talk it out and show me his kid’s picture. It really could have been our love child. I wonder what this dead wife looks like. I told him that the next time I see him, I want him to tell me that he got involved in stuff he loves to do. He promised he would.

This job is so much easier when I just get objectified.

3 Comments So Far

That is sad ...
I got a question , in %, how many dancerud say have had a rough ast/childhood ?
Im glad u did not tell this customer his wife would have wanted him to spend more ...
U said ur empty inside which led me to my second question: dont u think thisjob and especially for girls who have that thicker skins makes it difficul for those dancers to truly love or be loved aside their family ?
So many dancers have low selfesteem so if u cant love urself isnt it harder to love othrs ?
I met a lot of girls who saw men as wallet and not muc more than an accessory ... Ur take ?

xo

Posted by: natkingcolebasket on 5/26/09 at 1:21 p.m. (Suggest removal)

That is really sad.... I don't know what else to say....I'm sorry you have to deal with pain like this at such a young age...

Posted by: strippersoldier on 5/27/09 at 11:26 a.m. (Suggest removal)

Sometimes the content of your posts is the best part to me, other times your prose really stands out. Today, both - and especially this:

" I told him that the next time I see him, I want him to tell me that he got involved in stuff he loves to do. He promised he would."

Posted by: CaseyDancer on 6/6/09 at 4 p.m. (Suggest removal)

Commenting requires registration.

Comments are moderated by Las Vegas Weekly editors. Our goal is not to limit the discussion, but rather to elevate it. Comments should be relevant and contain no abusive language. Full comments policy.

Already Registered? Log In Below.
Username:
Password:  Forgotten your password?
 

SMS Alerts

Videos

Video Library

Flash is required

Cocktail of the Week

Cocktail of the Week Nov 19, 2009
by Xania Woodman

The Jaded Kiss

The bar is open! Or rather, back open. Adjacent to Dos Caminos at Palazzo, itty bitty Fusion Mixology Bar has gotten itself some fresh new beats and mixology talent as ...
Read more...