No, I didn’t go to a strip club last night. Just wanted to get that out of the way. Yes, I have been to strip clubs in my youth – mainly watching female strippers (I have a lot of best friends who happen to be men) though one time I was dragged to watch male strippers for our first ever stag-ette. I mean, it was the ‘thing’ to do right? What the hell did we know? Believe me – after that one time we learned fast… Spa day, nice dinner, even out clubbing… there were a slew of things we learned as a group of women that we enjoyed over seeing male strippers. I’m not coming down on women who enjoy that sort of thing – I/We just found it somewhat boring.
I’m going way off topic…
Last night we were leaving our K-Pop dance class (we learned Twice’s TT – cute choreography) when we passed by a pretty well-known strip club (one level features female strippers while another features male strippers – it’s been part of our city’s downtown FOREVER!)
I’m listening to the music they have pumping out in order to draw attention. With some confusion, I looked at my 14 year old daughter. As if she could read my mind, she said, “Yeah… it’s k-pop. Hard Carry.”
I had to do a double-take – just to ensure I was not incorrect with my observation of exactly what type of establishment was playing GOT7’s hit track.
“Um…” I cautiously turned back to my daughter, “You, uh… know what that place is, right?”
“Well, yeah. I mean I can read. AND see the pictures.”
“Ah. Right… *Sigh* You’ve got to be kiddin’ me!”
“I finally hear k-pop on the streets of my own city… and it’s from a strip club?”
“It’s not that big of a deal…”
“But it IS a big deal! On so many levels!!”
“Well, I like that song…”
“No, no, no… this is just SO wrong!”
This should be filed under “when my teenage kid was not shook but should be but I was hella shook…”