I had an awkward encounter on the weekend with a girl who works as a stripper. Well I wasn’t awkward but I think she was, and no I didn’t do anything freaky or sleazy ok!?

The story goes like this: was at The Deen as usual on Saturday night. I was waiting at the bar trying to get a drink and I saw this very pretty girl - tall, brown hair, girl-next-door look. I thought she’d looked familiar but couldn’t really remember. So I turned and looked again and at the same moment we caught each other’s eyes and she seemed to recognised me too. And it hit me - she works at Exotica. We both quickly looked away. She was there with her friends and they all looked like uni students.

I know you have questions already:

  1. Yes I frequent that place enough for one or more of the strippers to recognise me.
  2. I can separate the person who dances on stage and the “real” person out with her friends.
  3. If you still want to judge me about going to a strip club, read this first.

Anyway, this may sound trite but she looked even better with clothes on. And though I cannot claim to understand her awkwardness in bumping into men she may have seen at work, I can guess it is probably not easy. Men can get weird. The least a decent guy can do is pretend not to know her.