Just passing along the information as it was told to me.
Over the course of my last two trips north I saw a certain young lady a total of 5 times, so I got to know her quite well. She is much younger than my usual interests, but I was captivated by her smile. Nobody has rocked my boat in Vancouver like this little lady since a certain young lady at Simon's last summer. If you kept up with your reading here you know who I am talking about. But, this is not my purpose here. No need to reveal who she is or where she works because this is not a review. It is more about us as pooners and how we treat these ladies. Suffice it to say she works in one of the more up-scale micros that has been fairly heavily reviewed in the past.
From my very first time with her she would constantly tell me how nice I was to her and how I treated her so well. I simply responded that I could not see why everybody would not treat her the same. But, as I got to know her more I discovered that life working in a place like this is not all peaches and cream for the girls. I simply found out that the way I am with these little ladies is not the norm, at least for her.
She told me about how she was recently unable to work because of an "injury" she received from a customer. When I tried to get her to tell me more she was very reluctant to go into detail about what had happened, so I let it be. She also said that one of her co-workers had also reecntly been injured by a customer and was unable to work.
After having many discussions with her on this subject I finally posed a hypothetical (not the word I used as she would not understand it) question about, say, in a group of 20 customers, how many would treat her well. She responded, almost with tears in her eyes, "5".
She is a very warm, very happy individual (at least with me) who deserves none of the treatment she has gotten. She apparently has little control over what takes place while she is working so her only choice is to take it or quit. But, she is, like many of these girls in the business only there to make money in the short term.
So, what is the purpose of my writing this? My hope is that if at least one of the few who take the time to read this is influenced enough to take a look at himself and decide if he is one of the 3 out of 4 who could do a better job of showing some of these ladies the respect they deserve, that this person will start to be a kinder, gentler (and possibly less physical) person you would benefit by seeing the same smile that I receive every minute I am with this little lady, or any little lady similar to her.
Believe me, the rewards are much greater than the effort it takes.
Over the course of my last two trips north I saw a certain young lady a total of 5 times, so I got to know her quite well. She is much younger than my usual interests, but I was captivated by her smile. Nobody has rocked my boat in Vancouver like this little lady since a certain young lady at Simon's last summer. If you kept up with your reading here you know who I am talking about. But, this is not my purpose here. No need to reveal who she is or where she works because this is not a review. It is more about us as pooners and how we treat these ladies. Suffice it to say she works in one of the more up-scale micros that has been fairly heavily reviewed in the past.
From my very first time with her she would constantly tell me how nice I was to her and how I treated her so well. I simply responded that I could not see why everybody would not treat her the same. But, as I got to know her more I discovered that life working in a place like this is not all peaches and cream for the girls. I simply found out that the way I am with these little ladies is not the norm, at least for her.
She told me about how she was recently unable to work because of an "injury" she received from a customer. When I tried to get her to tell me more she was very reluctant to go into detail about what had happened, so I let it be. She also said that one of her co-workers had also reecntly been injured by a customer and was unable to work.
After having many discussions with her on this subject I finally posed a hypothetical (not the word I used as she would not understand it) question about, say, in a group of 20 customers, how many would treat her well. She responded, almost with tears in her eyes, "5".
She is a very warm, very happy individual (at least with me) who deserves none of the treatment she has gotten. She apparently has little control over what takes place while she is working so her only choice is to take it or quit. But, she is, like many of these girls in the business only there to make money in the short term.
So, what is the purpose of my writing this? My hope is that if at least one of the few who take the time to read this is influenced enough to take a look at himself and decide if he is one of the 3 out of 4 who could do a better job of showing some of these ladies the respect they deserve, that this person will start to be a kinder, gentler (and possibly less physical) person you would benefit by seeing the same smile that I receive every minute I am with this little lady, or any little lady similar to her.
Believe me, the rewards are much greater than the effort it takes.