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Male Prostitute

[weather|snowy slushy]
[mood|indescribable]

I can't believe I forgot about this. I was approached by a male prostitute tonight on my way out of the office.

My company hosts a technology workshop one Tuesday night every month. They met tonight, so the doors to the building were all propped open. I was waiting for Bungo in the foyer, contemplating closing the door because it was cold. I saw a guy in a baseball cap and a track suit walking up and down the street. I had my umbrella with me and if I power yelled, the 40-50 people in the workshop would have heard me, so I wasn't too worried. He did look like he wanted to pull a B&E...

I saw Bungo come down the other side of the street, so I walked out. The guy smiles at me and says hello. I slightly smiled and quickly walked away. Once we were further away, I told Bungo about it and he said, "ah, he's a male prostitute"...

Yeah. That's the ticket, buddy. Dress exactly like the guy who pulled a Rambo knife on me in my garage. I'm sure to be attracted to that =P If he were in a nice fitting suit, polished shoes, neat, clean cut hair, I might have paid attention... until he said, "company?" =)


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ntang
Jan. 22nd, 2002 10:18 pm (UTC)
Heh. So how exactly did he know that he was a male prostitute? *cough* ;)
bride
Jan. 22nd, 2002 10:27 pm (UTC)
Bungo's co-workers have seen him wandering around the area before.

We work in what used to be a warehouse/shipping/docking port. In a lot of ways, it's been revamped into a new urban area. But the next block over is still the same as it has been for the last 50 years =)

The area a block or two down from us is known to be where the "guys" are. There's also a brothel a block on the other side and the "girls" are over there. Apparently, everyone knows this except me =)
badkarma_05
Jan. 23rd, 2002 05:47 am (UTC)
I Have Two Glazed Donuts, And A Bottle Of Anything... To Go!
I'm just a gigolo
And everywhere I go
People know the part I'm playin'
Pay for every dance
Selling each romance
Ooh, what they sayin'

There will come a day
When youth will pass away
What will they say about me
When the end comes I know
That I'm just a gigolo
Life goes on without me

I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go
People know the part Dave's playin'
Pay for every dance
Selling each romance
Ooh, what they sayin'

But there will come a day
When youth will pass away
What will they say about me
When the end comes I know
That I'm just a gigolo
Life goes on without me

'Cause I ain't got nobody
Nobody cares about me
Nobody, nobody cares for me

I'm so sad and lonely
Sad and lonely, sad and lonely
Won't some sweet Mama
Come and take a chance
with me
Coz I ain't so bad
mayna
Jan. 23rd, 2002 07:14 am (UTC)
Heh I thought male prostitutes only went after the gay male, not after hapless women. Because, women don't need prostitutes to "get some". She can get it free from most any man at the local bar.
bride
Jan. 23rd, 2002 04:44 pm (UTC)
Some co-workers are telling me that if he was a gay male prostitute, he wouldn't have said hi to me. =P
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