Why I Work In Sales

I did a little reading on escorts the other day.

(Sidenote: About 97% of the things I learn today are found on the internet.)

The courtesan has always been of interest to me, especially since I read The Art Of Seduction, by Robert Greene. Seduction has also been a huge fascination for me, but even more are seductive women. I've known many, many women who use their guile to acquire things they want and need. And like most people, I'm also taken with people (especially women) who are sexually charged. It fascinates me how we can use sex as a tool. And how some people can separate emotion from intimacy. Sometimes I don't think I am capable of accomplishing this, although I often find myself realizing otherwise. It led me to believe that seduction and power are more related to your state of mind situationally versus something that is part of your moral constitution.

Anyway, about the article. It was this girl from Iceland. (I have an affinity for anything Icelandic, so I was thrilled to be reading this.) As I got into the article, Lara's life seemed reminiscent of some other people I personally know. One of them is a girl whom I recently met up with again and went on a date. Even though I decided to end my friendship with her, Lara's article brought up a few suspicious thoughts I had filed away regarding my friend's unwillingness to divulge details. This in regard to her London trip, a few other out-of-town weekends , and the general person I'd seemingly known for the last 6 years. (How else can a girl survive in New York City waitressing 3 nights a week?)

But there are other types of modern-day courtesans. One of them is another girl I know, Marie, who has a continual string of beaus. In fact, I count almost 5 or 6 over the last three years, each one succeeding the other after a break-up. To my knowledge, Marie has also never held a steady job in the last few years, at one time holding 3 jobs simultaneously. I think that Marie has boyfriends as a means for financial stability, especially since she told me her new boy just moved in after the other one broke up and moved out.

The point in all of this is that I realize why a lot of us acknowledge women as the more superior species. Granted, a lot of ideals are changing in the wake of the feminist movement, but a woman's instinct for survival of lifestyle in this day and age are truly remarkable. In fact, when I think about it more, a lot of the women I personally know have had a continual rotation of beaus.

The other point about courtesans and escorts is it had reminded me of a time when I had strongly considered becoming a part of the World's Oldest Profession. This was a long time ago, almost out of high-school, when sex was fast becoming all I would think about. I wanted to be a lover to many women, very Don Juan, et al. Back then I had a lot of moral issues (as one does) and decided against it.

But my encounter with Kim the other day and my recent reading has brought the subject back, just to have something to think about. Me Today would probably consider it if I didn't think it would ruin my chances at finding a special girl. Believe me, having a job where I pleased many women sexually and got paid for it would be pretty fun. That's why, I guess, I don't mind my current occupation: selling clothes to them.

Minus the sex, it's a lot of fun.