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(Story offered by “Richard E.P.” — thanks for sharing, Richard!)
It was about 22 years ago and I was working on a tight deadline with some buyers. We were doing the back and forth with counteroffers and I had only until midnight to get all my signatures to make the deal.
I could not arrange for both buyers to be home together to meet me in time so I said I would meet her at work. Turns out she was a bartender/manager in a local strip club.
Just before midnight I go walking into the bar in my suit, trench coat, etc., and carrying my briefcase with me, and it happened to be ladies’ night.
Well the place was packed with a bunch of unruly, pie-eyed women hooting and hollering at the “cowboy” on stage and the “cop” getting ready to entertain.
I spy my contact at the other side of the room behind the bar so I go walking through this gauntlet of hammered and enamored patrons shouting that they wanted to see the “insurance man” next. I blushed straight across the room to meet my purchaser and got her to sign the offer through her tears of laughter.
I managed to make it back to the sellers’ home and firm up the deal in time, no worse for the wear, and contemplating a new part-time income!