Clubber: You are obviously lucky if you haven't been called by a dancer at an inopportune time.
I've had my share of calls that have come at some pretty bad times. So far, I've been lucky that they haven't gotten me into trouble, but that I guess is where I'VE been lucky.
All of the girls that call me now, or might call, are sensible enough to my "situation" and have not put me into a precarious spot for the last year or so.
BUT, here's another warning... Be VERY careful about leaving certain voicemails on your phone.
Up until last year, I had been very stupidly "collecting" voicemails from my girls, mostly from my prev ATF. Why? Well, I thought it was nice to play them back once in a while, to hear their voice and to reminisce about fun times with them... Well, I had around a dozen of these voicemails on my phone - all of which were terribly damning, when out of the blue my wife asked if she could listen to my voicemails...
My heart pretty much ceased to function for about two minutes there, while I tried to somehow get out of the situation. At first, I said "no" that it was just private work-related stuff and I was offended that she seemed not to trust me... (oh did THAT go over well, and of course it only served to further picque her curiousity).
Finally, I said she could listen and as I "tried" to call my voicemail, I pretended that there was something wrong with it and that my password was strangely no longer working... pretty lame, I know, but it was all that my paniced brain could think of at the time.
To add some credibility, I then called a few of my co-workers to see if THEY were having problems with THEIR voicemail, and "surprisingly", they weren't. It was ugly for the rest of the evening, let me tell you... The next day, I concocted a story that my phone carrier had had a problem and there were a few others from my company that had a similar issue... The only solution was to wipeout all of our voicemails, and reset our account, which my carrier supposedly did.
My wife was awfully skeptical about it and has thrown it at me several times (brought up the situation - not actually thrown the phone at me, though I wouldn't be surprised if she'd done THAT, too). Still, having her skeptical about the incident is 1 million times better than if she'd actually heard the girls voices saying things like "thanks for a fun time in your hotel's hot tub", etc.
After learning my lesson, I haven't saved my voicemails since... well, 'cept for one that I have on my phone currently from my ATF... Stupid, stupid, stupid...