Unfiltered Story #144585

(I get all kinds late at night…one night I get a customer come up, looking very strange and kind of sad.)

Customer: “I need a woman!”

(I’m female.)

Me: “Sorry, sir….can’t help you with that.”

Customer: “You’re a woman. How about you come to my room for a few hours.”

Me: “Uh, no, I’m not…”

Customer: *getting frustrated* “How much do you charge?”

(I edge away and the customer starts flinging huge rolls of money at me, so I go and hide in the back office. When I come out, he’s gone. I report this to my manager, in case he tries to complain about me. A few hours later, morning arrives and I’m just about to go home when the same customers comes up again.)

Me: *nervously* “Hello…”

Customer: “I…just wanna say I’m sorry for how I acted last night. I was really drunk!”

Me: *awkward* “Oh, no problem!”

(He stares at me for a while and then leaves sheepishly. Funny, I didn’t smell any alcohol on him last night, so he must’ve been sober. Still, I appreciated the apology. My manager ended up banning him though, when he saw the tapes. I never saw him again.)