CITY NIGHT LIFE
Sir,—The other night, sipping gingerale and rubbing shoulders with the cream of society at a ball, I was amused to see the way the management of that particular night-spot cared for its patrons. It wasn’t being forbidden the refinement of a cigarette with my coffee in the supper-room, nor being* asked to lift my feet while our still-occupied alcove was swept, which disarmed me, so much as the solicitous way in which we were dragooned out of the place by a whitejacketed gentleman shouting, “Hurry along, there,” long before the noble patrons had even recovered their
cloaks. The irony of it all, though, is that we are required to dress up in a bib and tucker for all this, when a denim uniform would be far more appropriate.—Yours, etc., ROBERT BRETT. June 23, 1954.
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Press, Volume XC, Issue 27410, 24 July 1954, Page 3
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137CITY NIGHT LIFE Press, Volume XC, Issue 27410, 24 July 1954, Page 3
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