Masochist me/Becoming an escort
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I could feel my eyelid twitch.
"I could make you happy," the customer in front of me said.
My mind churned with all the comebacks I could give.
"Yeah yeah, heard it before, from like every other guy to come to my counter."
"Yes, you are such a wonderful guy, and I would never find someone better."
"Because you are a master in bed, and can take me to a whole different level."
"Sir, would you mind moving along? The line is backing up." I told him, putting on my fake smile and not sound like I was gritting my teeth.
"Hey, it's all good. I have money. Just quit. I will take care of you." I groaned at how close that came to some of the other pickup lines.
"Sir, would you mind moving along? The line is backing up." I told him, still wearing my fake smile. This time, I wasn't sure if I actually hid the sound of my teeth grinding.
"No. Sorry, I am staying here until you say yes." I thought about calling over the manager, but by this point, I was so sick of this.
"You know what?" I said. Probably never a good thing to start with, especially at work, but I was so tired of him I didn't care.
He stood there, an expectant look on his face.
"First, you are not my type. Second, you are shopping here. At a discount store. And you think the line 'just quit, I will take care of you' is going to fucking work on me?" Now the other customers were paying close attention.
"You know what? Stay here. I don't care. I am done." With that, I took off my store apron. "Yeah, you are so original. Not like I haven't heard the same thing from so many other customers. 'Oh, cute cashier, must hate her job, I will rescue her, and she will not be able to resist me.' Yeah, right."
By now, everyone was staring at me, completely and totally shocked. I looked over the waiting line. "So, admit it. How many of the guys in line here are in my line because you want to hit on me?" None of them said a word, and I could see the manager coming over to see what was happening. "Fuck you. Go hit on a prostitute. She might fucking say yes." The manager arrived as I finished. I could see his eyes almost popping. "And you, you fucking sick little man. Trying to peek in the women's changing room, watching us out of the corner of your eye. You are probably going to end up in the paper after kidnapping and killing some woman. I quit." I threw the apron at him and walked out.
The interviewer just stared at me for a minute.
Interviewer: Really? Wow, just...wow.
Me: Yeah. So, I found myself jobless. And college isn't cheap, even with student loans. I guess I sort of snapped a bit there, but, that was the last job I had.
Interviewer: Wait, so, I am confused. You got fed up with stupid questions and guys hitting on you?
I nodded.
Interviewer: And went to work for a job where guys actually do hit on you, and it is expected?
Me: I don't think you really understand. When I worked at a job, I expected to be treated as the job was required. A cashier does not get paid to flirt with customers, to put up with their pick up lines, to be solicited for sex. I don't care if you think escort is some negative job. I expect to be treated correctly for my job.
Interviewer: Okay, think I got it. So, since you were just there to do one thing, you didn't like having to put up with all the other things.
Me: Exactly. Proposition me for sex as an escort, I expect it. Proposition me for sex as a waitress, and yes, I also worked as a waitress, and slapped one guy who pinched me. Another short lived job. Anyways, right time, right place.
to be continued. Character becomes an escort because of bills and school fees while going to school for social psychology, and after learning a bit about them through some of her sexual psychology classes. She finds herself making good money. While working as an escort though, she finds more and more clients that are businessmen. In order to better do her job, she goes back to school for business, to be able to be a better conversation companion. Add some discussions about working at fast food and as a cashier, references to stupid requests, to show why she started working as an escort. Add in references about how her personality is also more in line with the escort profession than it is with the normal working class professions.
