Sometimes my life makes me think I am in someone
else's movie. Have you ever thought, 'Wow! This is really happening, and
I'm in it."
Last night I was working at a jewelry party,
because that is my second job, and I am blessed to have a friend recommend one
of their friends to have me at their house.
Who knew that married men would show up expecting
it to be a swinger's party? Not me!
I spent three and a half hours, parties normally
run 2, listening to everyone speaking Spanish and having to yell over loud
music that I had no comprehension of.
The evening also included women trying to buy
jewelry off of me, i.e. my body like I was at garage sale or flea market, where
I too have offered money for pretty stuff but not to avoid spending $5 to avoid
shipping and handling costs. After six hours of working the party and working
on the invoices at home, I profited $90 dollars, disappointing yes, but it
could have been worse. I could have given into temptation, taken shots of their
Raspberry Vodka and jumped on a coffee table or married man and danced
too.
As I settled into bed, long after midnight I find my phone beeping to
notify me of several Facebook messages, from people I do not know that well and
some I do not know at all. Requesting favors that took a lot of balls, kind of
like the men who showed up hoping to swap wives instead of buying jewelry for
them. The other shocking message was from an attractive man, who calls himself
King, no ego issues here, letting me know how proud he is of me and how pretty
I am. We have never met, nor will we, although I appreciate his pride in me as
well as his sincere compliments, he is not my King, but I do have a group of
married men I would love to introduce him to.
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