May 31, 2008

I was honored to receive my first booty email. After a 15 minute conversation on the phone which followed maybe 4 email type messages, I heard nothing for five days. No problem. I hadn’t put all my eggs in that basket. Life went on until day five when I got the message, from the man whose last name I don’t know. “Hey Pretty, want to get a hotel room tomorrow it’s my day off.” HeHeHe. I at first ignored it.
Than…I told everyone, minus my brother, about it.

I received different ideas as to what I should do, but everyone had pretty much the same reaction. “Are you serious, he actually said that.” HeHeHe.

Allie thought I should set up a meeting at a hotel and than not show up.

I said, jokingly “Sorry I’m washing my hair tomorrow.”

Mom added. “Sorry I’ll be washing my hair for the rest of your life.”

I’ve been propositioned before. It’s not something new for me. Usually, it doesn’t come after a conversation. I am moving on in the world. HeHeHe.