Last year, Melbourne had a once-in-a-century storm and my favourite bordello, "The Main Course", even got a small mention in the daily paper about its flooding.
A week later during our post-coital chat, my favourite lady was telling me about that day and having a bit of a winge about the madam/boss (don't we all)!
At the height of the storm, a couple of inches of rain along with hail was dumped in some 15-20 minutes. Drains and roof gutters quickly blocked and water poured into the ceilings of the top floor rooms, running through light fittings, saturating matresses and blowing the power fuses. Water ran down the stairs and the ground floor corridor had an inch of water flowing through it. Emergency workers were on site within the hour with hoses down the corridor pumping out the water.
"Madam" summoned the ladies to the lounge and told them that they were to continue working with torches or candles in the unaffected rooms.
Now in Victoria, the usual working arrangement is that the ladies are 'self-employed' with a room usage fee charged to clients by the house. So the ladies told the madam what she could do with her candles, besides, there were no clients beating a path to the door, wading through the torrent that used to be the road outside.
Apparently, this madam has some "history". 20-30 years ago before the industry was legalised, the parlour she was operating at the time had a fire. A candle in an upstairs room torched the curtains when a window was opened and a gust of wind blew in. All the upstairs bedrooms were unusable for a month or more, so madam spread mattresses on the floor of the ladies "lounge" and hung sheets as dividers and business continued as usual(?). So much for privacy!
Well, business is business!
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