Posted on 05/23/2004 5:18:56 PM PDT by wagglebee
CHAMPAGNE and the undivided attention of lap dancers do not come cheap.
But Mitchell Blaser, 53, an insurance executive, was not expecting a $US28,000 ($40,500) hangover after one night at Scores, a Manhattan club popular with celebrities who prefer their women topless.
The club claims Mr Blaser and his two companions partied as hard as party animal actor Colin Farrell, buying five bottles of champagne at $US3200 a pop and spending $US7000 on $US20 lap dances.
Mr Blaser tells a different story in a lawsuit filed in Manhattan Supreme Court.
The chief financial officer of insurance giant Swiss Re's American operation alleges that some funny business went on after he signed a $US8615 bill at the end of the night of decadence.
After slapping down his American Express card, Mr Blaser's lawyer Leonard Zack said, the bachelor complained to management about the allegedly inflated bill.
"The club sent over four gorillas who advised them that if they didn't sign the bill, they wouldn't get the card back," Mr Zack told The New York Post.
A club spokesman defended the bill, accusing Mr Blaser of throwing money around like a rock star for the pleasure of being surrounded by pneumatic women for a few hours.
Mr Blaser did pay, but now he wants his money back. The club claims American Express had declared the charges valid after an investigation in January.
Scores is no ordinary fleshpot, keeping New York gossip columnists busy tracking the parade of celebrities that pass through the Upper East Side haunt.
Shock-jock Howard Stern is a regular promoter of the Scores dancers' virtues on his radio program.
A few years ago, my brother and I each had a 10-spot and saw a semi-decent looking t***y bar in a trendy area of Detroit.
What the heck, we'd both been out of the service for years and decided to check it out.
12 OZ Miller Lite delivered by a beautiful, topless, but cold and untouchable woman: $8.00.
That was a quick night.
In such a situation, I would let them keep the card and immediately call in and report it stolen
BTW, get a debit card with a daily limit.
If the chief financial officer can be taken so easily by a group of half naked women, it makes you wonder how he does with the sharks in the volatile world of high finance. I think I'd pay the bill and hope no one heard about it.
"...surrounded by pneumatic women..."
Wow! Women power by air!
At one lap dance every two minutes with an occasional desperate trip to the men's room, that's 12 hours of lap dancing. It had to be Cialis, not Viagra.
You'd figure a man in such a high position with such a large company would opt for discretion, instead of making a spectacle of himself.
Let's say the bill was $14K instead of $28K. Is all this publicity worth $14K?
Very strange he is going about it in such a manner.
His blood was not going to his brain...that's for sure.

Although a rare occurrence, men who experience an erection for more than 4 hours (priapism) should seek immediate medical attention.
maybe he is doing it to get out of hot water at home,NOT because he's worried about the money! he has to protest this "unfair bill" (which i bet the company pays anyhow..if he took clients!) to keep the mrs. from freaking out! :)
Kinda reminds me of a bar I went into in the Ginza
in '67'.
Must be some kinda franchise.
I don't know about that...
It's OK if a husband spends $5K at a nudie bar, but not $28K?
Maybe he's doing it to keep out of hot water with his company? I wonder if they, most likely a super conservative company, appreciate such publicity?
,,, someone who supports the French economy and is that desperate for the world to know he's straight has to pay the price somewhere along the line.
It does seem a bit pricey, but top-notch medical attention is usually worth one's while.
Come to think of it, Bill Clinton tried to get medical attention from Paula Jones, and it cost him $800,000.
Who said those insurance guys are dull & boring? I say make him pay up - many of those strippers are probably just working their way through college.
I thought it just meant he was surrounded by air-heads.
Working their way through college??
LOL, I hope you're being sarcastic...
Yea, just a little humor. I used to go to the occasional "club" (pre-lap dance) when younger, and that's what they used to say (and I naively believed them).
Wow! Women power by air!
I always liked one of T.S. Eliot's gags:
"Uncorseted, her friendly bust Gives promise of pneumatic bliss."
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