Back in the 60's I worked for Xerox in Chicago, and the main Playboy Club was a client. If there was a service call on our equipment, there was a mad dash to see who would get the assignment. Normally we were assigned territories and this wasn't in mine, but for some reason I got the assignment more often than the rest. You didn't get to mingle out where all the bunnies were but still got to see/meet them from time to time. Some were real sweet gals, some thought their's didn't stink, there were two or three that were real ditzy and an absolute riot to talk to...hair color not withstanding, those were mostly dark haired. Other service reps used to get real PO'd about me getting that job, strangely enough....I never once asked for it, just made myself available and said nothing.
One of my accounts was a local crime boss, talk about having a lot of women around. His office was on the south side, from the outside it looked like a dingy hole but once inside it was the Taj Mahal(sp?). He used to get a kick out of having the gals come over and fuss with me while I tried to work on the machines. They soon learned I wasn't interested and left me alone. When I got reassigned to the Argonne Nat'l. Lab, he got upset with Xerox and cancelled all his equipment. I was just glad to get out of there.
Taj Mahal yeppers got it right!
