I had a guy take his brother out for a divorce celebration and send him off for a dance with me. The guy kept going and going until I decided to stop and settle the tab, and they were $50 short of what they owed me. Guy had deliberately not taken his ATM card to the club so he wouldn't overspend, and they lived two towns away (this was in Montana). The bouncer tried hard to get my money but they just didn't have it. The guy was extremely apologetic and gave me his business card, and swore he'd bring me the money.
Well whatever, I went on to have the most lucrative night of my career that same night. But a week later I still hadn't seen the guy, it was my last night in Montana, and I didn't think he should be able to get away with that. So I fixed myself up before work and drove to his job, and announced loudly who I was there to see. He didn't recognize me at first, but I introduced myself as the stripper who he stiffed for $50 last week. Everyone in the room stared at him as he stuttered that he didn't have the money. I smiled and reminded him that what goes around comes around, and I didn't really need his $50 but he would have to live with having stolen from me. As I was leaving, one of his coworkers muttered, "Dude, you stiffed a stripper? NOT COOL."

I miss Montana. At least I got my $50 worth in entertainment by making him look like a cheap ass in front of everyone he worked with. Dumbass shouldn't have given me his business card!
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