
Originally Posted by
ExoticEngineer
K, my feel good story didn't equal a lot of money for me....but here it is,
A weekend night and the club was semi crowded, but the crowd was mostly rude young guys and couples. Not the best....
I had a cocktail and waited to get on stage, and danced to one of my favorite songs. As I was crawling around on the stage I saw this little head peek up over the edge, and a dollar in the guys mouth. At first I was thinking, "Oh gross! I am NOT taking a dollar out of some guys mouth! And certainly not with my own!" Then the guy sort of spit the dollar out...wtf? I got closer, the guy was in a wheel chair, severly crippled. Actually, I'm describing it wrong, birth defects. He had no arms, no legs, but one crippled foot where his hip should be. And the most amazing eyes ever.
So I went over to him, did a little wiggle show in front of him and leaned over and kissed him and the cheek and said "Thanks!" the dollar was a 5.
Then he put another up...and by the end of the song he had put up four of them. His friend/caretaker would take the bills out and put them in his mouth so he could put them on the stage.
When I got off stage I went over and told him thank you, peck on the cheek and a wink, then went to go freshen up. As soon as I came out of the locker room his friend came and pulled me to the side, "Would you be okay with dancing for my friend? He'd really like for you to."
"Can he sit on the bench or would he rather sit in his chair?"
He said "He'd actually rather sit on the bench, as long as you don't mind."
So he picked him up and placed him on the bench. The guy was mostly torso, and he did have two feet where his hips were, one was much smaller than the other. I introduced myself and we chatted while waiting for the next song to start and I asked some pointed questions
"If I lean on you, will it throw you off balance?"
"Nope!" Big ole smile!
"K, and do you have feeling everywhere or is there any nerve damage?"
"I can feel everywhere!" Another big smile.
"Great! Ready to play?"
And I wound up giving him three dances. Most of the time we were both cracking up because his one foot stuck out a bit and he wiggled his toes, so I said "Hey! Are you trying to cop a feel?!?!" Totally shocked and he said "Oh my God! IS my foot moving?!?!?! It hasn't moved ever!"
I said "Holy shit! Are you serious!?"
"Nope." Big ole smile.
During the three dances two girls (dancers) walked by and we could both hear them say "Oh my god, gross!" and the other "That's disgusting!"
And at one point I turned my back to him and a guy sitting behind us was staring, and when I looked at him he says "I'm so sorry you have to do that."
WTF?!
Anyway, dances end, I get dressed and head outside for a smoke and go cool off because I am royally pissed about what the other girls had said....out comes the guy in the chair and his friend. They smoke (which was another funny story) anyway, the guy thnks me, we chat and a have a few good laughs then the guy says to me "You are the only one who actually cam back to dance for me. Thank you."
So I almost cried. Blah...yah, I thought that sucked.
Back in the dressing room;
"Whoever said that sh*t about me dancing for the guy in the wheelchair, I think you are disgusting. And god help you if anything ever happened that left you crippled or disfigured." Got dressed, went home.
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