Newsgroups: alt.sex.strip-clubs
Subject: Kat's Bad Customer, X-Mas Night
From: Your Mother 
Date: 29 Dec 1995 04:24:30 GMT

When it rains it pours.  One more asshole at the Century.  I
had been sitting with IRL for most of the night, which was quite
pleasant.  Gotta keep movin', though, so I asked some other guys.  
I sat and talked to some guy for a minute about Christmas.  He had
forgotten that it was Christmas day.  Out to lunch.  After a bit I 
asked him for a lap dance.  He said sure and handed me a five.  
With the money behind my back I asked for another, explaining that 
I didn't want to have to stop halfway through the middle.

He said, "Oh no, $5 for half a song is way too much.  Never mind.  
Give it back."  "Too much?"I asked. "Where are you from? Arkansas?"
"No, I'm from here.  I get five dollar laps all the time.  I get $1 
and $2 dollar laps."  "Twenty years ago?", I asked while I laughed 
at him. "No, I come here all the time.  You're being 
unreasonable!!"  "No, you're the one who's being unreasonable and 
I'm not giving you your money back."

I walked away and went upstairs.  I didn't hit him or crumple
his shirt or anything!  You guys would have been proud!  The acting 
manager came upstairs and asked me what happened.  I explained. 
He suggested that since I didn't actually give the man a dance I
should give his money back.  I explained that the $5 was for my 
time and for the insult.  He told me," Sometimes you lose time 
trying to sell dances."  Gee, really?  I politely told him I've 
been in this business for five and a half years and understand 
that.  However, I've had enough of this and am willing to get fired 
over it.  I informed him that he was free to send me home on a 
night when there were five girls.  He was also free to fire me.  I 
was not backing down.  The boy was downstiars demanding his 
entrance fee back.  I would have tole him the dancers are 
independent contractors.  They gave him a free pass.  After 
pondering the situation, I decided to give him his money back.  I 
went into the bathroom, dropped the fiver in the john, and pissed 
on it.  Just when I was feeling ready to give it back, I was told 
that he had left.  Damn.  One good thing about the night.  I met 
Green Jello, who lurks on this group.  He was super-cool.  He makes 
up for the asshole ten times over.  Green Jello, where's my
e-mail??!?!?

Kat