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This is the 2nd funny story I promised about my spa trip last month. You can read the first funny story here. I should also clarify that these stories are funny to ME, but they may not be funny to you. That’s my disclaimer, I guess.
As I was leaving the spa, I realized I had nothing smaller than a $20 with which to tip the valet kid. And yes, anyone under the age of 21 is a kid to me. HA! I asked the valet cashier if she could break a $20 and she said no, so I asked a few other valets while I was waiting, and all of them were no help either. The valet guy brought my car around and I apologized, saying I had nothing other than a $20, and seeing as he drove my car all of 50 feet, he wasn’t getting it. However, if he could break it, I’d gladly tip him.
He waves a wad of singles at me and says, “This is what I’ve got.”
I looked at it for a minute and replied, “Hmm…well, seeing as how I don’t dance naked on a pole for a living, I’m unable to determine exactly how much is in your strip club wad there. Care to count it for me?”
Valet kid turned beet red and laughs as he counts his wad out, and proclaims it to be $9. I apologized and said I was sorry I couldn’t tip him, and he replied that was ok, since I was his first customer with a sense of humor that day.
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That is hysterical! That’s the kind of zinger I would have thought of ten minutes down the road and been pissed that it didn’t come to me sooner!
Wait…you don’t dance on a pole?
What the heck am I doing here????
lol..ah, I’m sure he made enough money that day