Well. OK today I had a weird experience copping. And it was kinda funny, too, so to explain it to y'all I have to start with what I was wearing, which was pretty much normal clothes. But it was a cute outfit, with black knee high boots and jeans, but trust me they were NOT hooker boots. Really. And I was wearing my glasses and not really much makeup. So I thought I looked OK not crazy or anything.
So I went to meet up with my guy and he didn't bring what I wanted and had to go get it and come back. So I was waiting on him, and I was just like well, it's a nice day I will just walk up the street and smoke a cig. This was the main street, not some alley or side street. After about 2 minutes some Mexican guy calls out to me, hands down his pants, telling me "Me no policia, you working?" Um, no. I keep walking. Another guy pulls over in his car. you want a ride, honey? Um, no. Keep walking. Then 2 more guys walk up to me. Hey, you looking to make some money? I'm like, What the fuck? What is going on today? Do I look like a fucking hooker or something? And I really don't think I did. I mean I looked totally normal.
Finally my guy swings back and I get in his car and then HE fucking goes, So girl, you want to make some money today? And I said no I just wanted to get home. But I am pretty friendly with my guy, we talk about shit, so I told him about the four other guys in the span of 10 minutes and I asked what the fuck was going on today? Like, do I look like I'm selling it today or what? He looks at me dead serious and says, Nah, them boots are just hot. So I just said thanks, I guess. So I guess the whole lesson I learned was not to wear knee-high boots while I'm copping. Or, that there are a lot of weird guys out there. Or maybe both.
I coulda made some money though, lol!!!