so...some of us went dancing at this club called Sachi in long beach last weekend. this club had an AMAZING dj. seriously incredible. so naturally...we were CRAZY on the dance floor. as we were leaving, a woman pulled me aside and offered me a job. a job as what?? oh - a gogo dancer of course. i didnt know whether to be flattered or offended. its not like the gogo dancers at this club were super hot. and lets be honest...its a pretty shlutty job, but someone has got to do it. needless to say i declined the offer, but i sometimes wonder if i made the right decision. i mean...how awesome would it be to wear furry knee-high boots, a scantly clad outfit and dance on a box in front of hundreds of people? most of you reading this are probably like, "what?" but for me.....DREAM JOB. knowing that john hawley would be a little disappointed, i thought it was best to stick with my day job and geriatric patients. youre welcome, dad.