One day while job searching
I stumbled upon what at first glanced looked like a massage parlor
And I, being in desperate need of money went inside in hope of employment
I walked inside to find three middle aged, stressed out business men sitting in chairs
And the sound of Asian string music being played
And six private booths with moans of pleasure coming out of them
The businessmen had a look of awkward shame on them under the dimmed lights
An Asian woman came up to me and said “hello!" You want massage?”
“No, thank you” I said politely
“I’m wondering if I can have a job”
She looked at me with a smile and said “Job yes, yes fifteen dorra!”
A confused look came to my face
A young black haired beauty from the East came over dressed in almost nothing, “She give you good job, fifteen dorra” said the woman
At that moment I knew what this was, a special massage parlor
“Uh, no thank you, uh bye” I stammered and sped walked to the door and down the stairs

I could not believe that that had just happened, a brothel so close to my home

Well, it made sense there were like five others that got raided and shut down on that street less than year ago
But *******, I just wanted a job
I knew I would go back there though
I just needed a job to make money to get the job that Asian lady was talking about

I left there with a feeling of hilarious confusion and the knowledge of a place where you are guaranteed a happy ending