Usherette

It is such a tiny little place that at first I thought I had gone wrong, and was in an antechamber. Plain papered walls, ascetic chairs, a moldy piano, and a couple of usherettes seemed extremely bare.

And then the usherette opened the doors of this dark palace and with a flashlight held behind her took him to his seat.

He says, “Mike, let's do the town.” Can you refuse a guy who just gives you a thirty thousand dollar property? We do the town. We do the girl shows, and he yells at all the dames and tries to date the usherettes until we finally get pitched out. […]”

[…] I won’t even see her again till next Saturday night on account of her doing week-nights as an usherette at the Regal […]

But please don’t call them usherettes. […] “Usherette makes us sound as if we’re miniature ushers or something. It’s an old term that we’re trying to get rid of.”