Posted: 2018-03-21 14:29:02
Edited: 2018-03-21 14:37:35
The Client
Such an innocuous word. Meaning so much.
Client : a person that receives a service from a professional person and pays for that service.
We are called clients or punters in this purple grey world. This world that most people are aware of, but not all partaking. The mystery and the fear of the unknown keeping most from it.
For those of us that decided to enter this netherworld new rules of engagement need to be learned, and learned quickly.
For this world exists around fantasies, and the fulfilling of fantasies of the clients, by professsional service providers who specialises in satisfying the clients' needs.
This world exist because there is a need for it. The client is unfulfilled with this current circumstances, and is reaching out to someone to help. In this reaching out, he becomes vulnerable. He opens up his wallet, his heart, unless he is heartless, and to some extend his life.
The client has this mystical idea that by indulging in the services of a professional sevice provider, he will feel better at the end of the day. He justifies his moving into this netherworld as a necessary evil to be able to function in the real world. My wife/partner does not inderstand me. She does not like sex. The excuses are myriad. The reasoning behind it so flawed in the first place that the rest becomes fruit of the poison tree.
The client is looking for something that is amiss in his real world, and thinking that he can get it here. It takes a lot of effort to indulge in this world. First of all, a shitload full of money. Ever added up your punting bill over 12 months ? Scary. Money thrown down a drain with nothing to show except empty balls.
And a life full of lies. For in that lies the crux. As a client, you need to be less than truthful. You need to cover those times that you abscond from work, lie to your staff, your boss, your wife/partner and kids. At first the client finds it difficult to lie. Then he sees that everyone is buying his bullshit stories. So the lying becomes easier. It becomes a habit. 40 days to cultivate this habit. The lies will extend further, not only to punting, but become a way of life. A never ending web of lies.
And oh, how quick we weave that web of deceit when at first we do deceive. The client is a quick learner, for if he is caught out, the consequences will be devastating. Loss of income,loss of life as you know it. Financial devastation.
Time that you could spend productively effectively wasted on carnal pleasures of the hedonistic kind. A monumental loss of time really. Again, look at the time wasted. Making a booking 1 hour. Getting to the venue 30 min. Spending an hour. Getting back 30 min. Minimum of 3 hours wasted.
Is this really worth the effort, for that momentary release when you explode in 5 languages, usually forgetting the girl's name that you are rogering, embarrassing yourself when you call out the wrong girl's name.
We , the client.
Fucknuts of note.
We are a breed apart.
No wonder that we are not perceived as marriage material or even boyfriend material. Ostracised even from the lives of the service providers. Weighed and found wanting.
We can only blame ourselves.
The Client