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Originally Posted by fitne
One time I left the train station to head to my job. Coming from the opposite direction was a young woman. As she got close, she gently slap me on the shoulder.
Young woman: You don't recognize me?
Me: Actually no. Who are you?
Young woman: I'm a dancer at the XYZ strip club.
Me: Oh yes, now I recognize you.
Turns out she had a day civilian job and only dances/strips part-time.
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My own overheard conversation (while on the train to work):
Two high school age boys sitting in the seats across from me (given time of day, probably on their way to school):
HS Boy1: Know what? Mom's dancing again. (As this was an odd line out of the blue, I start paying attention while pretending to concentrate on my laptop)
HSB2: Are you serious? Again? How many times has she quit already?
HSB1: I dunno, maybe three or four times? Dad keeps telling her to stop, and she keeps going back.
HSB2: Can't get enough of dat money, I bet.
On that last statement, I finally work out that HSB1's mom was a stripper. Subsequent conversation revealed that his parents were in fact a divorced couple, but she was not doing it because of delinquent child support but apparently was supplementing her support check and a decent day job. Worked out also that the boys (who seemed like middle-income suburban kids) were students at the downtown magnet school for the arts. The one thing I've always wondered since then is whether she was a stripper before she got married, or started as a divorced MILF. At any rate, that kid was living an interesting story that I would have liked to hear more about.