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I'm wide awake at 4:26 AM this morning. Why? Not because I'm a party girl who sleeps till the crack of noon then stays up all night. No, the reason I can't sleep is because thanks to the treatment I've received from the clients of Seattle, I am in a crisis situation like nothing I've ever expereienced in all the years I've been a quality, honest provider sincerely dedicated to doing the best job I can. Thanks for that. I had this misguided (so it would now seem) idea that, since not long ago my home and all its contents with was destroyed, sans insurance, and travel had become a tiring necessity that I wanted to bring largely to an end by "settling down" (albeit with no more belongings than I had the day I got my first place at 18), that I would choose to start over again in Seattle. I'd thought long and hard about where I wanted to live considering losing everything left the only remotely possible "silver lining" being staying or going anywhere being an possibility, and given I have a rich inner life and a lifelong love affair with nature coupled with a real hate for extreme heat, I thought how fitting it would be to be near ferries and fresh mossy insanely tall trees, and aromatic coffee everywhere I turned, and deep thinkers who read a lot of books and could hold a real conversation, etc etc etc... So I came out a week ago with the intention to see what were sure to be some of the nicest clients around... After all, it's a high tech, high intelligence environment... It's quite liberal... Everyone is so "enlightened" and "spiritual"... Right? I took a risk that I wouldn't hesitate to in literally any other city in the states (I do very well in any of the other 38 states I routinely visit, a little something to do with actually working at doing what I do and doing it to the best of my ability, instead of just showing up with a pulse and an apathetic attitude). That risk was gambling on providing an incall location that was very expensive - but VERY nice. For 3 1/2 days, I was upgraded from a standard room to one of the top five nicest rooms I have ever seen anywhere, and I've seen VIP suites in LV and suites at the Waldorf in NYC that were out of this world, and yet no nicer than where I was staying here in Seattle. I begged people in post after post to please come while I had this unbelievably stunning incall. It fell on deaf ears. I tried everything: posting my site link as usual, posting email contact, posting phone contact (which I haven't done in years because of all the harassing nonsense that comes with strangers getting your number from the internet...) When that didn't seem to work, I went back to the ads and perused those of the other providers, just to make sure I wasn't being unrealistic in what I was asking. But nope, nothing I had in my info significantly differed or was more out of line or unrealistic than anyone else's on the same general level, and in fact often my info was a bit more reasonable than some. But no matter what I tried nothing worked, and in the end I couldn't sleep from worry. I couldn't enjoy my palatial surroundings. I couldn't even enjoy a walk in the prime central location it was in. I spent all day every day pacing and freaking out and unable to eat. It was pretty much a spectacular waste of money I didn't have to begin with. During those first few days, I heard from someone who gave me literally the most rambling, incoherent life story of themselves I've ever heard in over 10 years of meeting strangers. He told me about his family members all over the country and about how they come late to dinner or have unruly kids or prefer one kind of car over another... It was the weirdest conversation I believe I've ever had, but I chalked it up to Seattle being a hippy kind of town, which this person seemed like. He called from my ad for incall appointments, which listed my full information, and then once on the phone with this disjointed, endless stream of consciousness that I patiently listened to, he never once committed to an appointment. Despite the fact that he was calling from an appointment post, he then told me he had to "see how it sent" to see if he was available later... Ok... I thought the idea was to post that you do a particular thing and are available at a particular time and place and for a person to call when they were on board with all that, not call and then maybe (but probably not). I follow up with him the next day, because the return phone call he was going to give me (for sure, of course, sure thing) never came. He tells me that he has a "newcomer's guide" that I should read with information on it about shelters, and all this other weird arbitrary nonsense. And I'm sitting there thinking that a week ago I was a VIP quality provider (not VIP because I have princess mentality or expect my clients to fork over VIP level bling, but VIP because according to the feedback I get, I do my work far better than the average bear). A week ago I was a normal provider who was popular, well traveled, and for the most part at least moderately upscale. Now instead of committing to the appointment he supposedly called me for, this guy wants to advise me on how to be successfully homeless -- and that's my newcomer's plan? "Move to Seattle, downgrade your lifestyle as far as it can possibly go in a week or less!" What could be more appealing or motivating, really? Sign me up! So of course the minute I finally had to check out (as late as I could possibly stretch it), I changed my postings to "outcall only". There was nothing left to have an incall with after that reception. Of course, that meant that the phone calls I received the minute I checked out (and of course there was a spate of calls verses the dead phone line I'd had all the while I had the incall) were all "I see your ad says outcall only, any chance you'll have an incall?" Um, besides the place I just had that was stunningly beautiful, went unused, and which I now have to figure out a way to retroactively pay for? I keep posting outcall only - what choice did I have? I was literally scraping together change for the value menu if I did eventually have to eat something. I said in my posts that I was willing to travel ANYWHERE, and I meant it. As long as my gas tank hadn't finished running completely dry, I would drive literally any distance. With that willingness and flexibility, I finally get a client in Tacoma. When he called, I was so far north of town that I drove 75 miles for that one appointment (he turned out to be one of the few nice people I met this entire visit, but not coincidentally was also a visitor from another part of the country equally disenchanted with the local scene). This person told me that I was the first provider in the northwest that had ever actually showed up after setting an appointment with him. So I actually show up for my appointments. Yet besides him, I don't have any. Makes perfect sense. After the appointment he told me how blown away he is by the quality of the experience and the fact that meeting me feels like meeting a friend more than a typical provider who's aloof or playing a work personality role. It's something I hear routinely - from people who actually set an appointment and don't just sit cynically behind their computer screens assuming I'm the same as everyone else (I'm nothing like everyone else, but you're not likely to believe that, because after all everyone else is saying the same thing). After my one appointment in Tacoma, I hear from another client about an outcall appointment, by email. Considering I have a smart phone that pings me the second I get a new email, I reply within five minutes of his writing to me. I then spend the entire day sitting in my car wondering if and when I'm ever going to hear back from him. Nearly 8 hours later, he replies "I loved your site, great info and pics, but I already have an appointment, so maybe I'll see you next time." "Next time" - I guess I'll sit in my car for a month or so till he's back around again. Maybe there's a soup kitchen I can eat at in the meantime? I replied to ask him why, when I answered his email literally within five minutes of his writing me, did he have another appointment? Did she get to him within THREE minutes? His answer: he just heard back (this was late afternoon) from the provider he'd written to the day before. So, essentially she dropped the ball on the conversation they were having the first day, got up in the morning and went about her business, all past lunchtime and beyond, and then whenever it suited her fancy, she moseyed on back over to her email or phone and generously graced him with her reply, after a mere 12 hours or more lapse. Gee, I wonder if that's the kind of "red flag" behavior that maybe this is the kind of provider not particularly dedicated to actually showing up for an appointment, versus the girl who replies within fives minutes and is raring to go, just say where and when? The best part was when he justified getting in touch with me as a backup plan by telling me (his words verbatim): "well believe it or not, some providers don't show up after you schedule with them". Um, no shite, Sherlock? So the provider who's already acting flaky he ends up choosing over the provider acting reliable, all because he's afraid someone might end up being flaky....???? Is a vitamin D deficiency enough to destroy logic and common sense, I can't help but wonder? So after that I obviously had no choice but to once again bet the farm on one more night in an incall location - apparently there's no way of getting off this insane hamster wheel. Thanks to the amazing once in a lifetime rate at the luxury incall no longer being available, this next incall needed to be at a more budget location. Nice, but budget. Nothing to make the next clients say "wow" when they walked in. I posted that I could still provide outcalls but could possibly provide incall - if at least two people could commit within a 24 hour period. It took very little time for one really nice client to contact me, but I let him know that unfortunately I'd have to wait on a second potential client. A full day elapses, the first client being very nice and patient about the whole thing the entire time, until I finally hear from the person who'll be the second appointment. The second guy seems nice enough. We lose the phone signal several times, and he calls right back, or vice versa. I check on reservations and call him back - in all, quite a number of follow up phone calls, along with candid friendly legitimate sounding conversation, so nothing about him seems like a flake. When I tell him that the only way I can have an incall is dependent on him and whether he's reliable he says he understands and it's a sure thing, not to worry. He then no call/no shows his appointment after I check in and see the first person. (The only client I turned out to have in this most recent incall also mentioned that there's an expectation that most often providers won't reliably return an email or phone call, or will flake out after setting the appointment - that makes now three people in a week saying the same thing... So I look at the other ads and can't help but think that they're paying good money to repost those ads every day. So the ads must be accomplishing something, and apparently that something is getting clients to call or write and try to set appointments - appointments that half the time don't happen because eh, maybe she will and maybe she won't? Meanwhile I love to work, am dying to work, choose to do the work I love, do what I have natural inherent talent at, and am a sure thing ready to go, and... nothing?) I am now no better off than I was before I checked into a second incall location. I have no family in the area. It's 500 miles or more from the closest place where I know from previous tours that people have any kind of reliability, and I'm frantically doing the math to determine if I'll have enough for the gas tank to get me there or if I'll end up at a rest stop with a cardboard sign asking people for gas money (and that's no joke). I have no one but myself to rely on. So thanks for the memories, Seattle. Considering I've never tried to exaggerate myself or what I do but be nothing more than a woman who actually CARES about people and doing what I do and doing it right, it's been really a blast getting stood up, ignored, and basically treated like I've never been treated in the harshest, supposedly "meanest" cities in the United States. putitas en seattle,rubrankings seattle,happy ending massages seattle,asian massage shoreline,asian massage seattle washington,asian massage parlor seattle,erotic spa seattle,seattle erotic massage,kennewick erotic massage,erroric massage near me