Here’s a question for today: What’s the difference between an escort and a regular girl (beyond the obvious…like the former sells sex and the latter doesn’t)? I found out last Saturday at the soup kitchen. Angie (who I’ve mentioned before) is a salt-of-the-earth Korean American girl you could take home to mom eight days a week and twice on Sunday. She’s cute, warm, friendly and all that good stuff. Everybody loves Angie. Except the corporation which took over the sneaker publication for which she used to work. They laid her off after the changeover.
I can’t imagine that Angie was anything but an exemplary employee. Why they would nuke her only they know. While we were cleaning the men’s bathroom (not an appetizing job – especially for a girl), Angie apprised me of this sad reality. “So you’re getting unemployment, right? That should be a decent amount of money to tide you over,” I offered assuming she was. Her answer? “No. I don’t feel right taking that money.”
I almost exploded in indignation. “Oh my god! You’ve been paying in for years. You got terminated summarily as part in parcel of a corporate takeover. If anybody ever deserved unemployment insurance, you’re the one!” I pleaded. Still, she seemed unconvinced. Being on any kind of dole just isn’t part of her makeup.
Now take a look at escorts. If I had a dollar for every flatbacker I’ve known who made thousands of dollars per week tax free while getting Medicaid, food stamps and whatever else she could get her hands on while not divulging her income to the gov, I could have a grand old time at a cheesy strip club. Sponging off the system is almost a birthright for ho’s. They do that almost as prolifically as they embed male organs in their orifices.
I know what you’re thinking. I’m one to talk, right? You may be right. Yet I draw a line between being a tax cheat and being a tax cheat and extracting government handouts while I make money under the table. The latter is something I would never do.
Well anyway…I doubt Angie will apply for what she so sorely deserves. I’m sure that $430 per week would help out considerably. But I’m not holding my breath that she’ll go get it. And why? Because she’s not an escort. Escorts do that shit. And that regular girl doesn’t. That’s all I’m sayin’.