Wednesday, November 4, 2009

top 10 reasons I became a hooker

first of all.. it's funny how friends/admirers and acquaintances cringe when I call myself a hooker.. but remember xavier hollander? the happy hooker? It's like whore.. it's okay when it's used as a term of employment or endearment. Any word has a negative connotation when you use it to hurt someone... so don't use words to hurt people! I love the term hooker. I hate S.P. (service provider) as I think of ISP. Escort is okay.. and most of my friends etc prefer this but hooker makes me twinkle when I say it. I picture the girls in saloons in the old days or the girls who would meet the boys as they came off of the ships. I'm sure I must have done this in a past life..
anyway.. here we go!

10. I love being able to work literally for an hour or 2 a day and the rest of the day is for me.

9. Never knowing who I'm going to meet (obviously with new clients). It's like opening a surprise bag of candy like I used to do when I was a kid. Yes you might be getting a useless plastic ring but you still want to try again! Other times you score :p

8. The flattery. I get emails from guys loving my pics and telling me how they've jerked off to my pics. Sure that's flattering to a point.. but when a guy books me and in person tells me how he's fantasized about this meeting for so long and I can fulfil that fantasy.. that's satisfying. (this does not mean I look forward to random emails from guys telling me they jerk off to my pics... so don't jump to email me this)

7. The excitement. I can be in a bar or even a mall or walking the street and smile at someone.. knowing in some cases that person is fantasizing about what it would be like to fuck me. Any one of them could book me and it's like having met with them in a bar bathroom.. not that I've ever done that *wink*

6. The shopping! Of course shopping for clothes for my job is fun.. but the extra money this job puts in my pocket lets me easily splurge on things for myself.

5. The variety. Sure I enjoy having sex with someone I love in a way that I can't enjoy with clients.. but the variety of gentlemen callers is a lovely spice of it's own.

4. The anonymity. No.. my real name is not Carrie Moon.. and no you may not find out my real name. BUT I love being Carrie Moon. I've had the name Carrie for literally 20+ years.. almost 1/2 my adult life. I picked it out.. so I love it. I loved playing dressup as a kid. I love Halloween.. I get to be in 'costume' every day of my life. I've probably heard my name called Carrie more than my own name in my life.. and I do enjoy it.

3. The secret life. Yes.. having a secret life is annoying a lot of the time. I don't tell people what I do in most social circles but my main friends/family know what I do.. it's very stressful. But everything has 2 sides and a silver lining. Having a secret life is a bit delicious in it's own way.

2. THE MONEY! of course this is the reason initially I got into this line of work.. it is lucrative and I needed to find a way to pay for my tuition and living costs when I did my post grad. That reason isn't going to change. Would I still do it if I were getting paid what I do in an office? say..40 grand/year? hmmm. hard to say.. but probably.. because the Number 1 reason I am a hooker>>>

1. I'm My Own Boss!! While I'm a team player and a great assistant or even a trainer and I've worked in several different industries over the years I don't have anyone to tell me what to do. I have a great work ethic and can motivate myself fine. I have the choice at any point in time to say.. I don't want this client. I rarely exercise this right.. very rarely.. but having it is the point. I can chose the hours I want to be available. I can choose the acts I wish to participate in and how I wish to engage in them. Freedom is the most desirable aspect of this job and I have it in spades. I have the freedom to chose how I view my job.. as do we all and I love my job.

Oops.. the other number 1 reason I love my job. The sex! Yes.. even bad sex can be good..
next blog on that.. the good the bad and the ugly :)

3 comments:

John said...

Fun read, thanks Carrie. I fantasize about you often and promise to book you if I ever find myself anywhere near Ottawa.

Bless your sweet, sweet heart.

Subversive Runner said...

Nice blog, Carrie. I like my job too (I'm a firefighter), it doesn't come with the added benefits of your own employment, however! Take care.

roguederek said...

Someone once said sex, even when it's bad, is still pretty good.