141481287There has been a lot in the news recently about Robert Marucci, the senior from Cocoa, Florida who was suspended from school for starring in adult movies. Many negative comments have been directed at his mom, Melyssa Lieb, for supporting her son’s after school job. But I get it, because my mom really wanted me to work as a coat check girl at a strip club.

I come from a family of hard workers. Both my parents still hold multiple jobs and my sister and I were no exception. During high school I worked in a daycare, taught fitness classes, ran a summer program for underprivileged teens and slung bagels on the weekends. When I enrolled in the local college at 17, classes took up a lot of time and I couldn’t handle all my work commitments anymore.

One of my mother’s coworkers was a bouncer at the local topless bar and told her they had an opening for a coat check girl. He thought my mom might be interested. She wasn’t, but she pestered me to take the job, and continued to do so for the next four years despite my continued “No’s”. She reasoned that I would be fully dressed, separated from the nudity by a door, protected by bouncers and that I would make a ton of money.

I wasn’t afraid to be around strippers or I thought I would get hurt, but we lived in a smaller town and I really didn’t want to run into a teacher or other authority figure I knew coming in or out of the club and then have to face them later (in hindsight I may have missed out on some fantastic blackmailing opportunities). Also, the bouncer had a daughter that was the exact same age as me, and it struck me suspicious that if the job was so great and amazing, why he wouldn’t ask his own daughter to work there.

Instead, I defied my mother and got a job very typical for a female college student- restaurant hostess. It pains me to admit this, but I should have listened to my mother.

I quickly got promoted to server and from there to bartender and weekend cocktail waitress. Fun Fact- in Conecticut you only have to be 18 in order to serve alcohol, not 21.

There is only one word to describe what happens when you give a bunch of kids in their late teens and early twenties unlimited access to liquor and a place to hang out at all hours- Shenanigans.