No Volume Discount?
Finally, the Seattle Post-Intelligencer prints something worth reading. This is the story of some moron from Bangladesh, the husband of a Bangladeshi U.N. consular official, who ran up a $129,626.00 (U.S. dollars, coin of the realm, Eagles, Washingtons, greenbacks, smackers, bucks, whacks, smackeroos, shekels) at the New York topless club Scores. And now, demonstrating his rapid assimilation into American culture, has sued to get his money back.
The story states, "Chaudhury claims even after he became "obviously intoxicated" at the club on Oct. 23, 2003, staffers continued plying him with drinks and "took advantage of his intoxicated state.""
However, not everyone in his party was that stupid. "Three people who went to the club with Chaudhury left after a couple of hours. Chaudhury kept partying for another five hours, the suit said - thanks to employees who kept serving him drinks and admitted him to a private room."
Uh, let's see. I go into a topless club, order drinks and ask for a private lap dancing room. What do they say to me? "Sorry, sir. We only sell shoes here."?
To help put this into some perspective for you, "His bill for the night came to $129,626, which Scores charged on four of Chaudhury's credit cards, according to his lawsuit in Manhattan's state Supreme Court. That's enough to buy 6,500 5-minute lap dances, without tip."
6500 5-minute lap dances, without tip. After 32,500 minutes of lap dancing, I'd be without more than just the tip.
To be perfectly fair to the Bangladeshi marathoner, this is the second time in two weeks that there have been Scores to settle (heh heh). A stud-puppy from Switzerland has also sued Scores for the return of $28,000.00 that he blew (what?) at Scores, while "spending 'like a rock star'", according to a club spokesperson.
One has to wonder, does our government send idiots like this to other countries (at least since Joseph Kennedy was recalled)
Who's our ambassador to Fiji?
What did he know and when did he know it?
The people demand answers.