So I had one of those really squirmish situatons....
The other day at work, the cigarette guy came in early and sat next to me and chatted. He is a goofball, and everyone jokes around with him in a fun, friendly way. So anyways, he gets up and asks the manager if he can get a dance from one of the dancers...she was like, um, yes? I don't think he knew I could hear.
So he comes up to me and asks the question we all love: "What do I get in VIP baby?" in his middle-eastern accent.
I'm like "why do you want to know?" Of course I knew the answer to this already and have no idea why I asked; then he replied "b/c I wanted to get a dance for you, so what do you say?"
I told him no and that he creeped me out! I mean, come on! He's been working there for three years and doesn't know that he's going to get the same thing just as every other custy? A basic lap dance! And dancing for a co-worker in general just really gives me the "heebie jeebies" if you know what I mean....
God this guy creeped me out. And the day just got better from there.....![]()



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