February 06, 2010
Callgirl ho...
. Sylvia and I drive to an Indian casino 2 hours away secluded in the hills. There's nothing there except other casinos. I don't really gamble and I need to kill 3 hours but if I sign up for a players card, I get a free lobster buffet. Score!
. When someone calls me at 2 in the morning, I know its usually trouble. And even though i don't have to take the job, my conscience won't let me sleep knowing Alysha is on some random street corner out in the valley by herself. But here's the thing, if I'm a pick you up, you need to tell me the right cross streets rather than wait for me to drive there, look for you, not answer my calls, go back home, and have your friend call me an hour later to give me the correct information. I had assumed that she fell asleep at her clients but no, just the wrong streets. So she's a hot mess and bawling in my front seat "why do they always wanna fuck me, why can't they just hang out". I wanna say, you gotta stop acting like a ho if you want people to stop treating you like a ho...but this probably isn't a good time to say it.
. Kennedy has a regular client who's crazy about her and visits every 3 weeks or so. Until he accidentally dialed his wife during a session. Kennedy no longer has a regular client who visits her every 3 weeks.
. Lucille asks me to quote her a price to Las Vegas. She says she's been getting calls but I actually don't like long distance driving and not sure if its even worth my time. It might just be cheaper for her to fly.
. Carol hasn't worked very much during the holidays. She's making up for it now. Good for her. Good for me.
Posted by yumyumcha at February 6, 2010 09:22 AM