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So I had an interesting encounter at work today. I met this woman, and being the excellent salesman that I am, I engaged in casual conversation.
I'm all, "You can come back tomorrow and have your phone installed by the boss"
She's all "I can't, I'm on tour."
"Oh yeah?! What do you do?"
"I'm an entertainer."
"Of what sort?"
"I'm a dancer."
"Oh cool, what style? jazz? hip-hop?"
"I'm an adult exotic dancer."
"Oh... On tour, too?"
"...Yeah"
That was the highlight of my day.
Tomorrow is Cowboy Day at BG! DO IT UP!
-Connell
(p.s.-- I wrote that entire conversation from memory because I accidentally closed Connell's IM window. --StevieB)
I'm all, "You can come back tomorrow and have your phone installed by the boss"
She's all "I can't, I'm on tour."
"Oh yeah?! What do you do?"
"I'm an entertainer."
"Of what sort?"
"I'm a dancer."
"Oh cool, what style? jazz? hip-hop?"
"I'm an adult exotic dancer."
"Oh... On tour, too?"
"...Yeah"
That was the highlight of my day.
Tomorrow is Cowboy Day at BG! DO IT UP!
-Connell
(p.s.-- I wrote that entire conversation from memory because I accidentally closed Connell's IM window. --StevieB)