You must be the entertainment

Since nothing notable occurred last night at work I thought I would share a funny story from last winter. It was right smack in the middle of the holiday season, Christmas eve to be exact, and I was sent on a complaint of a loud party. I guess the person complaining must not have been in the Christmas spirit because who the hell complains about noise at 8:30 pm on Christmas eve. Anyway I figured it would be the usual noise complaint job, the kind that any idiot could handle: knock on door, tell people to keep the noise down and leave. What actually happened was probably the most embarrassed I ever was a cop so far. As I approached the door I could hear some music and the sounds of people having a great time. When the door opened some guy greeted me with a smile and said "I'm glad you are finally here". Before I could ask why he grabbed my arm and led me into the living room where he announced to the crowd of 15-20 drunk women that the stripper was here! The women let out a roar and then suddenly cranked up the music. Before this went any further I grabbed the man and told him that I was in fact a real police officer. He now had to tell those screaming women and when they heard the news they all began to laugh. My face was a red as an apple. As the man walked me to the door one of the women came running over and asked me if I wanted to stay anyway and make a few extra dollars. I kindly thanked her and then got the hell out of there and didn't look back. I told everyone I worked with the story and they all laughed, some said they would have handled it in a slightly more cinemax after dark way but all in all I left work that night feeling good about myself.