Sunday, June 5, 2011

In the Beginning

I guess the most logical way to start this off is by telling about how I came to be a dancer. I had recently moved to a new city halfway across the country after transferring my job as a barista in a cafe at a well-known book store. Little did I know that with that transfer came a pay cut by, like, 2 whole dollars. Thank you, lower cost of living! So there I was prepared for my finances with a set graph of what I needed to live, what I thought I was gonna have, and what I actually had being insubstantial. Bottom line, I was broke. I was eating microwavable oatmeal for breakfast,and lunch, and dinner was top ramen. During this time I actually lost a lot of weight, but I was thin to begin with, so it wasn't a good thing. One day, while I was having lunch (oatmeal) in the break room, I opened up a newspaper layed on the table. As I flipped through the pages I saw an add for a local club that said boldly, "Hiring for Waitstaff, and Dancers!". Now, I knew this was a great club because since I had moved to this city I continuously saw this club's name on taxis, and billboards, and I heard their commercials on the radio. I, also, had a friend that told me this club was top notch, and pretty hard to get into. I kept telling myself, "Its just waitressing!". Even though every bone in my body was trembling, and I felt like passing out, I took the bus to this club. I was just 19, and had never been in ANY club, let alone a topless club that served alcohol. I was dressed cute that day, and I never really get dressed up, so there were numerous things that made me a little nervous that day. When I walked in, I filled out an application, and I didn't know the date so I saw a guy in a black suit walking passed me and I thought to ask him. He must have thought that I looked pretty good, because he said" Are you applying for a dancing position? I'm one of the owners, I really think you should be a dancer". I replied, "No, well, I don't know, Uhmm, what does it take to be a dancer?" He told me, " You would make a great dancer, come in for an audition on Tuesday, but I can almost guarantee you got a job." The girls at the club were giving me some dirty looks, but I didn't mind. I was on cloud nine! This was so different, and concerning, but exciting. It was a mix of so many complicated emotions. To Be Continued....

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