Frat brothers
Well, I was going to post about Eric, the boy I was with last night, and I wrote part of a post and saved it as a draft.. but today Eric was on my computer looking at client photos and recognized someone who went to his high school! Oops. Eric, I hope you have enough sense not to mention everything, even during one of your maniacal drunken episodes.
At any rate, I was talking to this same client today on yahoo messenger and he wanted to know why I didn't come to the frat party he invited me to. I honestly forgot about it until he told me the theme of the party and I had to admit that it rang a bell but I might have been drunk when he told me. I asked him where the party was.. and he told me the SAME fraternity that the boyfriend-ish was staying at when he met me. The boyfriend is also a member of this fraternity at his college. He no longer stays there when he visits because he stays with me instead.
Oh dear God. I hope nothing gets around. This is going to bite me in the ass, isn't it?
Shit.
The boyfriend and I are still dating. (I'm sorry, e, I can't help it.) I tried breaking up with him over spring break again. It didn't happen. He started begging and I got soft. I still have feelings for him. Damnit. I wish I didn't, this would be easier.
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One of my roommates puked in the bathroom and didn't clean it up. I just cleaned it up tonight. It took half an hour to scrape up the dried puke. I fucking hate her. I can't wait to move out. I can deal with the mess in the living room , I somewhat dislike the dishes in the sink and dirty stove in the kitchen, I am fine with clothes strewn all over my room, but I can't deal with a dirty bathroom. GROSS. I almost puked myself just cleaning it up. I want to stay in town this summer, but I can't find a good reason to stay other than that I've never stayed in town a single summer. I really don't want to stay in this apartment with my poor white trash messy bitchy roommate. ARGH.
I came home stoned last night at 1:30am and was about to turn on the lights and the television and just chill out and call some people to see if they wanted to party some more, but there was a man on the floor sleeping on my flip-n-fuck. Strange. The next day I asked my roommate who was here. She was standing in my other roommate's doorway and turned her back to me and said "My brother was here." I asked, "Did he throw up?" She said "I don't know." I really think that if she is going to have guests, she ought to ask me if they can stay and if they can sit in my nice plush chair or sleep on my flip-n-fuck.
Later, when cleaning the bathroom, I found HER socks COVERED in vomit. It was fucking disgusting. I'd rather clean the bathroom than talk to her about it; I don't even want to talk to her anymore. Fuck.
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posted by :) @ 12:09 AM
7 Comments:
Wow, it is a small world that your boyfriend and client belonged to the same frat and your friend Eric knew him from high school. You gotta be careful to prevent these worlds, your private life and escort life, from colliding otherwise there might be dire consequences. Also, it's not good to your rep and social life if words get out that you escort even if it is for fun and part time basis. Be careful.
As for your roommate, I want to totally kill her. How can she let anyone stay overnight without informing you or getting your permission first especially if he was sleeping on your stuff!?! Furthmore, the fact that they are messy and don't clean their dishes in the sink is already unforgivable! (this brings out memory of my messy roommates but they are guys so you can sorta forgive them for it...) But now you tell me that someone puked in the bathroom and you have to clean it up? URGH!! I can't even imagine the stench that was left behind! You are a good sport to clean it up but I will have a total fit! You should've threw her vomit covered socks back on her bed and see how she likes it. Now I'm being mean. I salute you for what you did and tip my hat off to you!
A whore is a whore. Cool, I respect that. But don't be a skank. This situation is skanky, plain and simple.
Which is skanky, the vomit in the bathroom or the interconnectedness of clients and friends?
If you knew me in person, you'd know that "skanky" is not an adjective that commonly describes me. Maybe the situation is shady, okay, but I don't think I've ever been called a skank. I don't know how you picture me. Do I come off sounding like a skank? Interesting.
UD says, "Skank
Derogatory term for a (usually younger) female, implying trashiness or tackiness, lower-class status, poor hygiene, flakiness, and a scrawny, pockmarked sort of ugliness. May also imply promiscuity, but not necessarily. Can apply to any race, but most commonly used to describe white trash.
Ex: You know that girl Crystal that lives in the trailer park? She's a total skank."
I always thought I had too much money to be a skank. Maybe not.
I also probably wear too much clothing to be skanky. I don't care to show skin. I don't mind doing it if I have to, I just don't really see the point in not wearing very much clothing.
Why would you let someone see your client pictures? You don't have confidentiality?
I don't remember how it happened; it wasn't like, "Here, Eric, look at these photos." Somehow he came across them on my computer, either by looking at photos in one of my other folders and clicking on "boys" or maybe I had the client folder open on my computer. I do share the most information with him, though. I feel like I can trust him with something like that because he once ran a porn website and I feel like he understands where I'm coming from. I wrote a post about him and saved it as a draft; I might publish it sometime soon.
If he is going to come across the actual people and he may know them. That is not confidential.
" Eric, I hope you have enough sense not to mention everything, even during one of your maniacal drunken episodes."
Please rethink your confidentiality. People need to trust you.
Sharing stories with him is one thing. Pictures and names a whole nother.
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