Open Mouth ... Insert Foot

I was at high-brow low-contact strip club bar minding my own business. Sitting next to me is beautiful stripper with low cut blouse and micro-skirt. I am sucker for stripper in dressy dress that reveals a lot of body, versus those horrible bikinis they love to wear. She starts talking to me and we end up having pleasant conversation with some light pawing by her when I told her a funny joke. So finally I ask her how long she has been dancing at the club. She says I am not a stripper and introduces me to her husband sitting next to her. Her husband gave me a grumpy unpleasant hello. In my opinion, the husband needs to keep his hot looking wife on a much shorter leash.

What has been your blunders at the strip club?