Don’t Take Her For Granted
Tuesday, January 6th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
While reading a lengthy and personal essay on the business of being a high-end escort, I found this fascinating little vignette:
Last Valentine’s Day, I was in a McDonald’s near my apartment. Valentine’s and Christmas and Easter are never big days in my business, at least with the guys who have money. I came there to drink some Coca-Cola and because the internet worked faster than in my apartment. I had bought myself flowers, daisies and violets. There was a couple sitting next to me and the girl said, “OMG, how cute are your flowers?” I was in a pretty good mood and I said to the guy, “Maybe it’s time to buy your girlfriend flowers,” and he said, “She’s okay without them.”
I’m not sure why, but that made me so mad. “Fuck you!” I said to the guy, and I left.
Fuck him, indeed.
(Yes, this is from one of the two sex-worker business articles that Violet Blue was recommending the other day.)
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