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10 years ago
I have a VP level job at a local company with several hundred employees, and I always go to clubs about an hour's drive away so as to minimize the chance of being recognized. Once, during a growth period when we were hiring probably a hundred or more new employees every month, I walked by a group of new hires taking their orientation tour of the facility, and one very hot girl in the group looked at me and smiled. I recognized her immediately, but didn't know from where. A few minutes later, I ran into the tour group again, and coming very close to this girl, I made it a point to say that she looked familiar. She sort of giggled and got close to me and whispered the name of a much-visited strip club in my ear. I thought, CRAP....now this chick will start telling everyone how she knows the VP from a strip club and the rumors will fly. I was planning to talk to her and ask that she not mention recognizing me, but she beat me to the punch by coming by my office and pretty much begging me not to mention her stripper background. I was relieved to say the least. However, soon after, she started to make excuses to swing by my office and chat, usually wearing very hot outfits, several of which were definitely over the line for our corporate dress code. I was very uncomfortable with her obviously flirty visits, but at the same time, they were often the best part of my day. Perhaps true to form for a young girl who had the peeler gene, she soon began to mess up on the job, causing drama and missing tons of time. In about 3 months, she was fired. I expected a visit from her requesting that I intervene and save her job, but mercifully she never appeared. I always thought that my proudest job accomplishment for that year was resisting the potentially career-ending temptation to bend her little ass over my desk.