Stagedoor Johnny Swooning
So tonight was night 3 of 4 for The Cabaret and it was awesome.
The Rocky Cast elected to go to a strip club instead of coming to see us and the pilot light also went out, meaning out audience was bundled up while they watched us shiver and shimmy in our skimpy costumes.
But dear god this was the best night of them all. They cheered, they bantered, they played along. In short, tonight's audience did everything a Cabaret for this sort of venue is supposed to do, including erupting into raucous cheers when I dropped my sheet and showed them all my hot ass.
Tonight also marked a first for me, an event that I thought would take me years to achieved.
Not one but TWO audience members seriously propositioned me. One (who I made out with last week at a party and who hasn't called me since) asked to buy me a drink and meet me backstage. The other (a friend of one of the cast) asked if I wanted to go home with him.
I declined both, but damn I felt special. I got me some stagedoor Johnnies. I don't even know if they count, if there is certain protocol that one must go throught to deserve the label, but it makes me all giddy to know that I was such hot stuff on stage people had the balls to ask for the whole package.
A very good night indeed.