The *Cute Guy* Discount
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Of all my years clubbing (and there's been many), I finally scored my first ever *cute guy* discount. But oh, was there a price to be paid!
Eye-catching, young, naturally beautiful dancer came out of the locker room blasted on vodka. I was seated at the bar when she strolled up to chit chat. I was unaware of her 'state' until she botched the lean-in conversation by thumping her forehead into my noggin. Twice. She then fessed up to downing a whole lot of vodka in the back with her girlfriend. I indicated my would-be interest in her 'temporary companionship' but stated I'd wait for her to sober up a bit.
[A short while later she (vodka girl) cleared out the alcoholic toxins via spirited tongue lashing of some poor sap who'd made the unfortunate decision to tell another dancer that (vodka girl) had orally serviced him for the ultra low price of $40. Well vodka girl went off on him so loud she could be heard throughout the club OVER the music. And if that wasn't bad enough, two bouncers then escorted poor sap out the door.]
Eventually vodka girl and I made our way to the VIP. A short time later I got the bill which was 40% higher than the original price quoted on the main floor. I objected and re-cited the earlier sales pitch. Vodka girl caved in (I'm guessing the combination of guilt stemming from the pummeling my noggin coupled with the effect of vodka fumes work as some sort of truth serum), and stated "Oh, I gave you the cute guy discount." Indeed she then honored the orginal price quoted.
Has indeed the shroud of dancer secrecy been lifted if but for an instant?! Should we always ask for a *cute guy* discount from now on as a matter of practice? [To think of how much money I may have saved....]
Eye-catching, young, naturally beautiful dancer came out of the locker room blasted on vodka. I was seated at the bar when she strolled up to chit chat. I was unaware of her 'state' until she botched the lean-in conversation by thumping her forehead into my noggin. Twice. She then fessed up to downing a whole lot of vodka in the back with her girlfriend. I indicated my would-be interest in her 'temporary companionship' but stated I'd wait for her to sober up a bit.
[A short while later she (vodka girl) cleared out the alcoholic toxins via spirited tongue lashing of some poor sap who'd made the unfortunate decision to tell another dancer that (vodka girl) had orally serviced him for the ultra low price of $40. Well vodka girl went off on him so loud she could be heard throughout the club OVER the music. And if that wasn't bad enough, two bouncers then escorted poor sap out the door.]
Eventually vodka girl and I made our way to the VIP. A short time later I got the bill which was 40% higher than the original price quoted on the main floor. I objected and re-cited the earlier sales pitch. Vodka girl caved in (I'm guessing the combination of guilt stemming from the pummeling my noggin coupled with the effect of vodka fumes work as some sort of truth serum), and stated "Oh, I gave you the cute guy discount." Indeed she then honored the orginal price quoted.
Has indeed the shroud of dancer secrecy been lifted if but for an instant?! Should we always ask for a *cute guy* discount from now on as a matter of practice? [To think of how much money I may have saved....]
26 comments
Customer - "How about giving me the 'cute-guy' discount?"
Dancer - "Honey, I already did, but the 'hot-stripper' surcharge cancelled it out."
@SD, I'd have to think that your seasoned guy (probably salt-and-pepper) persona and bringing your experienced game would overcome any deficiencies in looks. And it's hard to think about what you might look like when your avatar is staring at me like that.
@Alucard, she just keeps going and going. . .
Also I am always careful to distinguish statements about strippers and normal women. I've challenged many to quote a single statement I've made here that is disrespectful of women in general, but no one has ever been able to find one. Not one. You wanna give it a try mikeya?
I do find it kind of funny, however, to see how worked up a mob can get, however, such that they start seeing things that aren't there. :-)
Good line, greg. The only discount that I got that night was a reduction in lap dance prices to $40/song from one girl (and only after about 15 full price dances and many dancer shots). How much did you spend that night? My tally was about $2k !!
I have had two e-mails from one of the girls telling me how much she misses seeing my wallet.
At the rate my natural gas play is chewing up my cash I will probably be eating canned dog food before I reach official senior status.
"I'm a whore...Yeeeessssssssssss"
correction,
a lovely whore
"Don't hate me cause I'm beautiful"
Maybe I should go to church.