i've got all sorts of stories like that! i used to work in a strip, so that kind of stuff kind of goes with the territory unfortunately.
this guy used to come in all the time, and he seemed to think that because he couldn't touch the dancers, he could touch the bartenders and waitresses. whenever he came in it was always when i was stuck being a waitress. he used to say some pretty nasty things, and after about the second or third comment ( i never responded to the first ones, just walked away) i would look him straight in the face and tell him to never talk to me like that again and that i was done serving him for the night. of course, he would complain to the manager, saying that i was rude and ignoring him, and i would have to go over again. well, one night he asked if he could do a tequila shot from between my boobs! i flat out told him no and offered to bring him the shot and a salt shaker to let him do it by himself. when i brought the shot over, he started to put the money in my hand but then moved so quickly and stuck his hand down my shirt and grabbed me! i grabbed his wrist and told him to never do that again, then went to the bouncer, who DID NOT kick him out. i told the manager and she spoke to the guy again. she told me not to get so stressed out because he didn't do anything wrong, but that if he tried anything again we would have him removed. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. well, after ignoring him for an hour, he cornered me and asked me why i ratted him out, saying that i was like a daughter to him. i laughed and asked him if he would grab his daughter's breast, to which he answered no. he didn't like me after that, so later that night he was kicked out when he stuck his hand down another waitress' pants.
