Yesterday was D-E-A-D. Then three guys wandered in late and sat at the rail for an hour or two, and it seemed like my last chance of the night to make any money off stage. Since two are talking to the girl on stage, I sit next to the third:
Me: Hi! Mind if I keep you company a while?
Him: I guess. *shrug*
Me: Well, you don't seem very excited. . . . *pout*
Him: Well, I'm not.
Me: Oh! *bigger pout* Why not?
Him: I'm not going to get a table dance.
Should've known he was a cheap-ass. He and his friends only tipped a dollar each during the entire stage set.
I want to hear your best rejection story! Time to laugh at ourselves and get it off our chests!


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that's a great comeback

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