Yesterday I was walking into the city to have a bit of a break from my flat (after lying around doing nothing all day Saturday because I was very tired), and walking past a massage centre, thought I might see if I could book myself in for the following week. I'd been past this place a few times, but never actually been inside.
Anyway, I walked in, and it just smelt a bit smoky and seemed a bit dingy, but I waited for a few seconds and a woman came to the desk, so I asked if I could book in for a massage for the following week. She looked at me a bit strangely and said "We only do adult massage.". Not completely getting it, I looked at her blankly thinking "But I'm an adult.", she then asked what type of massage I thought they did and I said "A back massage", she repeated "We do adult massage, and we get mainly male customers". At that point I realised I'd accidentally walked into a brothel. Oops.
Anyway, I was telling this story to people at work (because I think it's pretty funny) and one of the vets said "I'm surprised they didn't ask you if you wanted a job.". I wasn't quite sure how to take that one!