My argument is, then why not read a few emails and spend time up front? If one is treating it as a business transaction.
Ah, academia: where the rubber has only ever considered the road.
So, I don't get a monthly bill on my email inbox, but the text messages on my work phone number in the thousands each month. My number of monthly bookings is in the dozens. It less "a few emails" and more a fire hydrant of messages with the occasional fleck of hope. It's exhausting.
One part of being a successful independent escort is being able to sift through all the inquiries to figure out which ones have potential and which ones aren't worth further investigation. Initial inquiries range from "hey" to "I saw your ad, tell me about it" and "Allow me to break the proverbial ice a little bit and introduce myself--it was a blistery night in 1968. A million souls each with a million stories in Chicago, all battening down their urban hatches for the coming storm, the first of many that February, when my now-father offered my not-yet-mother a ride (no pun intended, that wouldn't happen for three years more, two countries hence)...."
It takes a bit of practice, but after the first year or so, an established SP can quickly figure out which leads to follow. If you're talking to a well-reviewed SP who's been in the industry for years, she probably has a pretty firm fucking grasp on how to eagle-eye a WOT. Replying to her cordial rejection with anything other than "thanks for replying, kind regards." tells her she made the right choice. Reflexively running to Perb to post a non-accusatory non-review of a near-miss tells
everyone else the exact colour of your underbelly.
You tripped over one word and got turned down? Oops. I've turned down new clients for things as small as, but not limited to:
-calling me babe
-telephoning me ever (it only says in my ad not to like eighty goddamned times)
-trying to become a regular/booking multiple sessions at once/waiving a wad of money around
-"How do I park?" (if there were specific instructions, don't you think I'd mention them?)
-"Can I have a picture so I know it's you?" (dude, you're the unknown quantity, my blowjobs have their own category of reviews)
-"I'm a great client/very handsome/the cleanest, or
so says my mother!"
[Elsi, your time on the soapbox ended ten minutes ago.]
Right. You got rejected by a well-reviewed SP. Maybe show a little grace (yes, yes, pots and kettles), take it on the chin,
and move on. It happens. Constantly. You'll be fine. You're a distinguished history dude, remember? You'll be fine.
Oh! I remember one more reason I turn people down: sniveling posts online. That one always get 'em by surprise.
Best of luck!