Did anyone ever go out with work friends at lunch and gawk at hookers?

[Louie Detroit]

Just heard a line from the movie Bringing Back The Dead like that.

I used to work down along Michigan Ave in Detroit and depending on the prevailing trend, there could be plenty of street meat to gawk at during the lunch hour.

I remember one time I missed a place and had to go on a side street to turn back around. I observed some fairly well preserved hooker leaning over a John's car in an alley with her fairly nice boobs swinging free and proud under her short cutoff t-shirt. Both my friends, including a holy roller appreciated the view and didn't object while we sat there scoping the action out for a minute. :Sexy:

[SteveOceanside]

I'm jealous.:toetap:

[DJ_Critterus]

I used to DJ for them at titty bars. No need to take a lunch break to check them out.

[Aerovette]

Does going to Twin Peaks for lunch count?

I often wonder if those girls are on their path to the pole, or away from it.

[6spdC6]

Back in the 70s I worked at the biggest construction site in the country. (Empire state plaza, AKA the south mall) We had close to 2300 men working there for a few years, many from out of the area. Plenty of cheap hotel rooms and pussie was available and on display

:D Not only lunch but just about any time up to 11PM or so!

[Swany00]

When I was on recruiting duty in the 90's (strip club), they served lunch too. Nothing like have a roast beef sandwich while you have a roast beef sandwich inches from your face:rofl:

[GTOguy]

Just heard a line from the movie Bringing Back The Dead like that.

I used to work down along Michigan Ave in Detroit and depending on the prevailing trend, there could be plenty of street meat to gawk at during the lunch hour.

I remember one time I missed a place and had to go on a side street to turn back around. I observed some fairly well preserved hooker leaning over a John's car in an alley with her fairly nice boobs swinging free and proud under her short cutoff t-shirt. Both my friends, including a holy roller appreciated the view and didn't object while we sat there scoping the action out for a minute. :Sexy:
Are you sure you're not really Yadkin?

[Louie Detroit]

Are you sure you're not really Yadkin?

Nope, and neither is he me. We're just some dudes who roll and control shit our own way.

[Yadkin]

Back in the early 80s I worked one block off the Combat Zone in Boston. Hookers knew our pay day and would always ask me "for a date" on my way to the parking garage where I stored my Kawasaki. I was never in need of their services.

[Trapper Sean]

As a late teen/early 20s I forget, I was astounded at how hot and how friendly were the slimmies around Underground Atlanta.

I was planning to move here asap.

Then I figured out the deal -- the ladies were pros.

[slewfoot]

99% of the time, I never hung out with coworkers. Throughout my military career and then the second career. Most of the time I had a house or apt in the Army and when I got home, the Army could kiss my ass. Thats how I made it through 20 years.

Afterwards, at my 2nd career and retiring from that 2 years ago, same thing. Just don't care about people involved in my private life.

[DDSLT5]

My buddy took me to see the hookers in Portland recently. Fine show!

[Frankie the Fink]

In the 80s I went on a biz trip from Norfolk to San Diego with my GS-15 boss and a GS-14 colleague (both male) and got sort of kidnapped after dinner as the boss had the rental car. He says "we're going to The Body Shop". WTF ? We pull through this seedy neighborhood and three hookers on a corner are passing a fifth back and forth shouting at us. Boss drives on.

We arrive at this joint and I figure its just a "titty bar". NO, it was gorgeous young girls (college age) dancing butt naked a few feet from you and nothing left to the imagination.

Was uncomfortable for me as I was unprepared for the display and the good-looking girls...and I really didn't want the event to get back to my young wife at the time.

[Yadkin]

In the 80s I went on a biz trip from Norfolk to San Diego with my GS-15 boss and a GS-14 colleague (both male) and got sort of kidnapped after dinner as the boss had the rental car. He says "we're going to The Body Shop". WTF ? We pull through this seedy neighborhood and three hookers on a corner are passing a fifth back and forth shouting at us. Boss drives on.

We arrive at this joint and I figure its just a "titty bar". NO, it was gorgeous young girls (college age) dancing butt naked a few feet from you and nothing left to the imagination.

Was uncomfortable for me as I was unprepared for the display and the good-looking girls...and I really didn't want the event to get back to my young wife at the time.

When I left Boston in 1985 my friends at work took me out for one last party. After work mid-week we grabbed a quick dinner then to a club, as I recall may have been in Chelsea, just outside of Boston. It was the weekly "amateur night" and it was exactly the same thing that you described. :seasix:

[04 commemorative]

Was in Japan and sitting across from me in a restaurant was a hooker,short shirt and slowly showing me her snapper :seasix:....just an fyi for those that don't know....they don't go sideways ! :lol:

[A/E]

Pro Tip

Take New Rookie Workers to not only Gawk; but Actually Treat them to some Hooker Services . . .

For $20 Bucks . . .

111463

These New Guys will do all Your Work for you . . . .

( Provided you get some Cell Cam Footage and threaten to show their Wives or Moms with the Street Walkers gotten some ) :leaving:

[Frankie the Fink]

Was working with the Marines as a civilian in the late 80s in Cherry Point, NC.

The troops and I went to a local dive and the topless dancing was entertaining but a bit lame. Around 2 am, the barkeep locked the door and the "after hours" show cranked up. I swear 1/2 the girls could not possibly be 18.... I left after about 15 minutes when I realized what the deal wasr and never returned.

I wasn't losing my security clearance just to look at some 16 year old hooters..

[Yadkin]

Was working with the Marines as a civilian in the late 80s in Cherry Point, NC.

The troops and I went to a local dive and the topless dancing was entertaining but a bit lame. Around 2 am, the barkeep locked the door and the "after hours" show cranked up. I swear 1/2 the girls could not possibly be 18.... I left after about 15 minutes when I realized what the deal wasr and never returned.

I wasn't losing my security clearance just to look at some 16 year old hooters..

Careful now that 15 minutes may cause some here to call you a pervert and pedophile. That is, unless selective outrage kicks in. :Jeff '79:

[Bruze]

Just heard a line from the movie Bringing Back The Dead like that.

I used to work down along Michigan Ave in Detroit and depending on the prevailing trend, there could be plenty of street meat to gawk at during the lunch hour.

I remember one time I missed a place and had to go on a side street to turn back around. I observed some fairly well preserved hooker leaning over a John's car in an alley with her fairly nice boobs swinging free and proud under her short cutoff t-shirt. Both my friends, including a holy roller appreciated the view and didn't object while we sat there scoping the action out for a minute. :Sexy:

I never worked where there were hookers around, except at a bar near Rochester Products, but they were all black. There was a bar nearby called "Rico's" and on payday a lot of guys would go there for a burger (filthy kitchen) and to cash their checks. BTW, Rico was a white guy.

On payday he would have many thousands of dollars of cash and there would be a line to get your check cashed. There were also black hookers hanging around.

I never cashed my check there, as I could handle money and wasn't out and desperate by payday like so many idiots. One guy ALWAYS went, he was married and didn't want his wife to know his bring-home pay. Back at the shop we'd see him slip a couple twenties in a hiding spot in his wallet. I guess the rest went to his wife, lol.

At any rate, sooner or later some very, very well-tanned gentlemen robbed Rico and murdered him. That was the end of that place.

[Tikiman]

Early 80's. Working at Newport News Shipyard. Naval shipyards are never surrounded by good neighborhoods, and this was no exception. A couple of blocks from one of the gates was a dive titty bar where you could get a burger and fries. Some of the strippers had missing teeth. Nasty topless waitresses waited on you. It was a little like Dante's circles of hell.

[Frankie the Fink]

Careful now that 15 minutes may cause some here to call you a pervert and pedophile. That is, unless selective outrage kicks in. :Jeff '79:
Well, I always say (to the wife's chagrin) "People do weird things for pleasure, I know I do !"

I don't give two turds what people may say about me online...

[Don Rickles]

The term is called, "Hooker Hawking"!

None of them like you, window shopping MFer's....

[Bruze]

The term is called, "Hooker Hawking"!

None of them like you, window shopping MFer's....

Youse people do hookers?

I thought you were all religious 'n shit. :island14:

[gs568]

Late 80’s early 90’s, used to go to a lingerie show with my co-workers. The show was run by Wendy Snow. Tall brunette with D cups. They would sell raffle tickets for prizes. Usually stuff that you couldn’t really explain to a spouse or girlfriend. I was a regular and she knew me by name and I always hugged her.

[Yadkin]

Late 80’s early 90’s, used to go to a lingerie show with my co-workers. The show was run by Wendy Snow. Tall brunette with D cups. They would sell raffle tickets for prizes. Usually stuff that you couldn’t really explain to a spouse or girlfriend. I was a regular and she knew me by name and I always hugged her.

That's just plain gaye. :Jeff '79:

[Frankie the Fink]

If you can believe it, in the mid-80s, on the Norfolk Navy base working in a civilian outfit people would bring in "belly dancers" for somebody's birthday. Sometimes the performers were more of a soft "strip" show than dancing. Everybody watched and joked about it and if some were offended they just didn't attend.

Then "Tail Hook" happened and that was the end of that sh1t...

[MY03C5Z]

Thankfully I never lived or worked in a shitty enough area where this option was available.

[Louie Detroit]

Early 80's. Working at Newport News Shipyard. Naval shipyards are never surrounded by good neighborhoods, and this was no exception. A couple of blocks from one of the gates was a dive titty bar where you could get a burger and fries. Some of the strippers had missing teeth. Nasty topless waitresses waited on you. It was a little like Dante's circles of hell.

The funny thing is those kind of joints make the best burgers and fries. :shots:

[Frankie the Fink]

Early 80's. Working at Newport News Shipyard. Naval shipyards are never surrounded by good neighborhoods, and this was no exception. A couple of blocks from one of the gates was a dive titty bar where you could get a burger and fries. Some of the strippers had missing teeth. Nasty topless waitresses waited on you. It was a little like Dante's circles of hell.
Ha! I wasn't far away from that in Portsmouth in the very late 70's...there was a bar outside Portsmouth Naval Base called the "Frontier"....the topless dancers were not in their prime.... I went once and felt like I needed a bath in Clorox afterwards.

Stationed at Ft. Devens in 73 and visited the "Combat Zone" a few times. Literally titty bar after titty bar in long almost hallway like dives crammed together. One of the "working girls" sat at the bar beside me in one with her poodle in her lap while on a break. She wasn't for sale and told me she was making crazy money to pay for college. I understand they've long since cleand that up.