So during my recent visit to the gentleman's club, my associate from the London office took care of the admission charge, grabbed the tab at the end of the night and purchased - ahem - "favors" for our guests. He even made sure that they had lots of 5 pound notes (there is no one pound note, this is a coin now) for tipping the girls. I was quite relieved, as I was not going to put a visit to the nudie-bar on my expense account. And this place was a bit more expensive than I wanted to spend on voyeurism out of my own pocket.I asked him how he was going to expense this. I didn't think he was taking it out of his own pocket. It turns out that the club gave him a very innocent looking receipt - it looked quite like a restaurant bill - albeit, a very expensive restaurant. It was nicely itemized with what looked like appetizers, salads, and mains, and of course, lots of drinks.
Huh. I never knew.
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When I used to work at the salon, we would have "Stripper and Champagne Saturdays," where we would open a few bottles of bubbly and bring in a "fireman" for a few hours...
... I didn't pay for this, of course! ;)
The fireman... how fun!
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