Warning: This is another of my overly long recounts of recent events. Sorry to those who don't have the time nor patience to read it but I always like to put things in proper context. It won't hurt my feelings if you skim or skip it entirely. 
I recently watched The Adjustment Bureau on Movie Central. For those who are not familiar with the premise, in the film, there's a sort of management group that ensures that human history follows a certain course. And to make sure that we don't stray too far off course, "upper management" has a plan. And there are all these guys with hats who can affect our surroundings to make sure that we stay on our plan. You spill some coffee on your shirt, causing you to have to clean up in the bathroom and you miss a bus because you're now forced to take the next bus and BAM! You don't get to meet Emily Blunt. But adjustment boy falls asleep and misses the window to spill the coffee, so Matt Damon does meet Emily Blunt... or actually meets her again in this case... and it could change his and her destinies for good. Cool movie and I really dig Emily Blunt, so I quite enjoyed it.
Anyway, I don't know if I believe in kismit, or destiny, or angels or the universe trying to tell me something through coincidence. But every once in a while, just the right sequence of events seems to put me on a path that gets me to what seems like the perfect goal.
I had a birthday recently. Turned 44. There's this particular SP. One of my all time favourite ladies from my time in this. I first saw her about 3 years ago. It was one of my 5 all time best sessions and she's had a special place in my mind ever since. But due to circumstance and bad timing, I didn't get to see her again until she returned to Vancouver and the business earlier this year. I was lucky enough to see her again in early June. Once again, it was a session that has stayed with me and will be one that I'll remember for a long time. And was a new top 5 entry in the all time favourites list. Again due to curcumstance and bad luck, I wasn't able to repeat with her for the most of the summer. And then one day, I noticed that she announced in one of her ads that she would soon be moving away again. I sent off an email, in hopes of attempting to arrange one more get together before she was gone again. It wasn't looking good schedule wise but then she extended her stay in Vancouver by a week or so and suddenly it seemed like we might be able to see each other before she left. But there was still one hurdle to overcome. She was only able to do outcalls and I definitely prefer the incall option. She had noted that she was going to see if she could arrange an incall and I had mentioned that if she couldn't, I was willing to make arrangements for a room. So, I waited a few days to see if she could find something. On the day before my birthday, I was planning on calling her and asking when she might be available and that I would get a room for the occasion. But I was literally just about to get off work when I got a text from her saying that she had found an incall space and would be available anytime over the course of the next few days. A few texts back and forth and we had a time set up for the next day -- my birthday. (That she went above and beyond like that for me just reinforces how awesome I think she is in every way).
So, the time we decided on is a little earlier in the day than I'm used to having a session. It means getting up a little earlier on my birthday than I had planned but I'm thinking well worth the effort to be able spend time with her. I start getting ready and send a text between my shower and brushing my teeth to let her know I'm looking forward to our session but I don't yet know at this point where the incall is. I continue to prepare and as it gets closer to appointment time, I send another text or two. It gets very close to the time when I should be heading out and I still haven't heard from her. I try to call and get a solid busy signal every time. I figure something might be wrong with her phone, so I even try to send an email. It's the trifecta of communication attempts: texts, calls and email and there's no response to any of them. (Sure, I could've added this tale to my old "Communication Breakdown" thread since it's very similar to that tale but there's more )
I give some time, hoping for a reply. I try to call numerous times and just keep getting that busy signal. I don't really believe that she's blowing me off. I'm actually more concerned that she's okay because she's always been very good about responding in a timely manner. But the disappointment is starting to set in as I realize that not only is this probably not going to happen today... it might not ever happen with her again since she'll be leaving soon. And it's my birthday! I remember what my "brother from another"... er... forum ( ), monchichi always used to say: "Always have a plan B!" The truth is, I didn't really have a plan B but I can improvise.
I had had a really great session with Violet Blake about a week earlier and remembered mentioning to her that my birthday was coming up and that I had considered saving my session with her for that event. But that I had gotten impatient having not seen in her in months and that I just couldn't wait the extra week. During the course of that witty exchange, she suggested that I could always see some one else for my birthday and with a slightly mischievious smile proposed that I might even consider dropping by to see her again. I figured, it couldn't hurt to try and see if she might be available. Unfortunately, she was unable to accomodate me that day. But she's so awesome, she actually suggested a couple of other perb advertisers I might try.
I started thinking about some of the other ladies that have piqued my interest over time. And I started attempting to contact them one by one. Giving each a bit of time to possibly respond before trying the next. I kind of feel like I should apologize to each of them for the circumstance under which I contacted them. When I mentioned the circumstance of the day to those who were able to answer at the time, they were each very understanding and sympathetic to the situation. But I was striking out time after time. Either they were unable to respond or the ones that were reachable simply couldn't accomodate me that afternoon. And at some point, I didn't even realize I was doing it but it was like I had tunnel vision. Determined to see someone because it was my birthday! I'm not proud of who or what I became that day. But I was just cuaght up in it and trying advertiser after advertiser.
I don't want to mention everyone that I contacted... or those that I considered contacting but didn't. In some cases, it was a time issue. They posted availability that fell during a time that was later than I was hoping, since I was basically ready to go. But I would just like to say a special thank you to Erica Obsession. In all of the mad frustration that I was going through that afternoon, while she was also unable to accomodate me, she spent about 10 or so minutes having a really pleasant conversation with me and I have to say that it had a really calming effect on me. I look forward to a time when I can enjoy the pleasure of her company in person.
So, after striking out all afternoon, there was one perb advertiser whose identity I'm not sure I should reveal. She's always been really great to me through interactions on the forum and in chat and she was really great about it when I contacted her. She didn't have time in the afternoon when I called but she was willing to make time for me later in the evening in the event that I had not found anyone else prior to that. Actually, she also even suggested other advertisers I could try to contact first before committing.
It's at this point that I feel like I should apologize to Lady Via. While I hadn't really committed to the other advertiser that I mention, I felt a sense of loyalty to her because she was willing to see me later and given the time that you mentioned you would've been available, at that point I was going to have to get ready for an evening appointment again anyway. So, I figured I should go with the lady that had already been so understanding and accomodating. I don't know if that makes sense to anyone but me... but I was going on screwy logic at that point from being so oddly harried.
I think the "perb lady in red" and I made tentative plans before I went for dinner. But she mentioned that she would be otherwise occupied for a certain time frame and that any communications during that time would have to be via text. I had thought that we might be getting together in the early evening based on the conversation that we had earlier. But via text, she asked if we could make it significantly later in the evening. I had to be back at work the next day, so I texted a query about how late she was thinking. I knew that she might not be readily available to answer immediately due to the previous commitment she had told me about. So, when I didn't get a reply to that text right away, I didn't think anything of it.
Time to relax for a bit and have some dinner. After dinner, still no response to the text. I don't want to be pushy at this point because she's been so cool and maybe the prior engagement that she had told me about went longer than she expected. Plus, in retrospect, I was already feeling like I had been a bit of a douche over the course of the day. Maybe not to her specifcally but just in general with all of the ladies I had contacted. Honestly, when I think back about, I'm more than a bit surprised that they were all so understanding about it. But now, it's been about two hours since our last contact and I text again, just to ask how late she was thinking.
I can't remember what time exactly it was when I finally gave up. Disappointment over not being able to see the lady that I originally hoped to spend my birthday with gave way to a feeling of utter defeat to the point where it was just getting too late to start thinking about trying to contact anyone else yet again. And honestly, my heart just wasn't in it anymore at that point. I did take another shower just in case the "perb lady in red" might still get back to me. I think I may have tried to call and left a voicemail but I also worried that I had finally pushed too hard and maybe she just thought better of dealing with me.
A couple of dancers that I enjoy watching were scheduled at The Penthouse for that week, so I figured that I could at least enjoy that. Not what I had planned but at least that would cheer me up a bit. And I even thought that if it was still early enough, I might be able to get over to the 5 and at least have a dance or two with any of the friendly faces that know me there. I had two spectacular songs worth of dance from Eliza that night. So, she helped to at least salvage what was otherwise a rather lame birthday. She'll probably never read this, but she has my appreciation and thanks.
Oh yeah... something weird happened while I was at The Penthouse that night. I didn't notice it at first but I had dozens of missed calls from a number that I didn't recognize. Two numbers actually. With bizarre area codes. At first, when I saw that I had all these missed calls, I was worried that "perb lady in red" had tried to call but it wasn't her number. I googled it later and it turns out that it's the number that appears when someone tries to call you from a gmail account or something.
When I finally got home that night, I sent a text message to "perb lady in red" to apologize if I had been a pest earlier in the day and wished her well. After that I logged into perb. That's when I find a private message waiting from her. It turns out that her phone had died and she assumed that I found someone else and had simply not gotten back to her. She didn't get all my messages until later that night.
The next morning, I receive a text message from a new number. It's the lady whom I originally hoped to see for my birthday. The lady that I was worried I might never get to see again. She explains that she's texting from her personal cell number and apologizing profusely that she didn't realize that her work phone had run out of minutes and she thought that I had bailed on her. I also find an email from her explaining the situation. She asks if I want to see her later that day. Of course, I do but I have to work and am not sure that I'll be able to. It turns out that it's a pretty quiet day at work and I'm able to get out of there early. It's a day late but I get to have my birthday session -- nearly two hours and one of the best sessions I've ever had with one of the most beautiful, understanding, energetic and enthusiastic women I've ever had the pleasure of spending time with.
She says she'll be back some time. She says we'll keep in touch. Maybe with the right adjustments. If it's in "the plan". I kind of hope so but I don't know if I believe it. But, even with all of the disappointment and frustration, I can't even begin to express how happy I am that things worked out the way they did. It just makes me shake my head at how crazy that is.
I recently watched The Adjustment Bureau on Movie Central. For those who are not familiar with the premise, in the film, there's a sort of management group that ensures that human history follows a certain course. And to make sure that we don't stray too far off course, "upper management" has a plan. And there are all these guys with hats who can affect our surroundings to make sure that we stay on our plan. You spill some coffee on your shirt, causing you to have to clean up in the bathroom and you miss a bus because you're now forced to take the next bus and BAM! You don't get to meet Emily Blunt. But adjustment boy falls asleep and misses the window to spill the coffee, so Matt Damon does meet Emily Blunt... or actually meets her again in this case... and it could change his and her destinies for good. Cool movie and I really dig Emily Blunt, so I quite enjoyed it.
Anyway, I don't know if I believe in kismit, or destiny, or angels or the universe trying to tell me something through coincidence. But every once in a while, just the right sequence of events seems to put me on a path that gets me to what seems like the perfect goal.
I had a birthday recently. Turned 44. There's this particular SP. One of my all time favourite ladies from my time in this. I first saw her about 3 years ago. It was one of my 5 all time best sessions and she's had a special place in my mind ever since. But due to circumstance and bad timing, I didn't get to see her again until she returned to Vancouver and the business earlier this year. I was lucky enough to see her again in early June. Once again, it was a session that has stayed with me and will be one that I'll remember for a long time. And was a new top 5 entry in the all time favourites list. Again due to curcumstance and bad luck, I wasn't able to repeat with her for the most of the summer. And then one day, I noticed that she announced in one of her ads that she would soon be moving away again. I sent off an email, in hopes of attempting to arrange one more get together before she was gone again. It wasn't looking good schedule wise but then she extended her stay in Vancouver by a week or so and suddenly it seemed like we might be able to see each other before she left. But there was still one hurdle to overcome. She was only able to do outcalls and I definitely prefer the incall option. She had noted that she was going to see if she could arrange an incall and I had mentioned that if she couldn't, I was willing to make arrangements for a room. So, I waited a few days to see if she could find something. On the day before my birthday, I was planning on calling her and asking when she might be available and that I would get a room for the occasion. But I was literally just about to get off work when I got a text from her saying that she had found an incall space and would be available anytime over the course of the next few days. A few texts back and forth and we had a time set up for the next day -- my birthday. (That she went above and beyond like that for me just reinforces how awesome I think she is in every way).
So, the time we decided on is a little earlier in the day than I'm used to having a session. It means getting up a little earlier on my birthday than I had planned but I'm thinking well worth the effort to be able spend time with her. I start getting ready and send a text between my shower and brushing my teeth to let her know I'm looking forward to our session but I don't yet know at this point where the incall is. I continue to prepare and as it gets closer to appointment time, I send another text or two. It gets very close to the time when I should be heading out and I still haven't heard from her. I try to call and get a solid busy signal every time. I figure something might be wrong with her phone, so I even try to send an email. It's the trifecta of communication attempts: texts, calls and email and there's no response to any of them. (Sure, I could've added this tale to my old "Communication Breakdown" thread since it's very similar to that tale but there's more
)I give some time, hoping for a reply. I try to call numerous times and just keep getting that busy signal. I don't really believe that she's blowing me off. I'm actually more concerned that she's okay because she's always been very good about responding in a timely manner. But the disappointment is starting to set in as I realize that not only is this probably not going to happen today... it might not ever happen with her again since she'll be leaving soon. And it's my birthday! I remember what my "brother from another"... er... forum (
), monchichi always used to say: "Always have a plan B!" The truth is, I didn't really have a plan B but I can improvise.I had had a really great session with Violet Blake about a week earlier and remembered mentioning to her that my birthday was coming up and that I had considered saving my session with her for that event. But that I had gotten impatient having not seen in her in months and that I just couldn't wait the extra week. During the course of that witty exchange, she suggested that I could always see some one else for my birthday and with a slightly mischievious smile proposed that I might even consider dropping by to see her again. I figured, it couldn't hurt to try and see if she might be available. Unfortunately, she was unable to accomodate me that day. But she's so awesome, she actually suggested a couple of other perb advertisers I might try.
I started thinking about some of the other ladies that have piqued my interest over time. And I started attempting to contact them one by one. Giving each a bit of time to possibly respond before trying the next. I kind of feel like I should apologize to each of them for the circumstance under which I contacted them. When I mentioned the circumstance of the day to those who were able to answer at the time, they were each very understanding and sympathetic to the situation. But I was striking out time after time. Either they were unable to respond or the ones that were reachable simply couldn't accomodate me that afternoon. And at some point, I didn't even realize I was doing it but it was like I had tunnel vision. Determined to see someone because it was my birthday! I'm not proud of who or what I became that day. But I was just cuaght up in it and trying advertiser after advertiser.
I don't want to mention everyone that I contacted... or those that I considered contacting but didn't. In some cases, it was a time issue. They posted availability that fell during a time that was later than I was hoping, since I was basically ready to go. But I would just like to say a special thank you to Erica Obsession. In all of the mad frustration that I was going through that afternoon, while she was also unable to accomodate me, she spent about 10 or so minutes having a really pleasant conversation with me and I have to say that it had a really calming effect on me. I look forward to a time when I can enjoy the pleasure of her company in person.
So, after striking out all afternoon, there was one perb advertiser whose identity I'm not sure I should reveal. She's always been really great to me through interactions on the forum and in chat and she was really great about it when I contacted her. She didn't have time in the afternoon when I called but she was willing to make time for me later in the evening in the event that I had not found anyone else prior to that. Actually, she also even suggested other advertisers I could try to contact first before committing.
It's at this point that I feel like I should apologize to Lady Via. While I hadn't really committed to the other advertiser that I mention, I felt a sense of loyalty to her because she was willing to see me later and given the time that you mentioned you would've been available, at that point I was going to have to get ready for an evening appointment again anyway. So, I figured I should go with the lady that had already been so understanding and accomodating. I don't know if that makes sense to anyone but me... but I was going on screwy logic at that point from being so oddly harried.
I think the "perb lady in red" and I made tentative plans before I went for dinner. But she mentioned that she would be otherwise occupied for a certain time frame and that any communications during that time would have to be via text. I had thought that we might be getting together in the early evening based on the conversation that we had earlier. But via text, she asked if we could make it significantly later in the evening. I had to be back at work the next day, so I texted a query about how late she was thinking. I knew that she might not be readily available to answer immediately due to the previous commitment she had told me about. So, when I didn't get a reply to that text right away, I didn't think anything of it.
Time to relax for a bit and have some dinner. After dinner, still no response to the text. I don't want to be pushy at this point because she's been so cool and maybe the prior engagement that she had told me about went longer than she expected. Plus, in retrospect, I was already feeling like I had been a bit of a douche over the course of the day. Maybe not to her specifcally but just in general with all of the ladies I had contacted. Honestly, when I think back about, I'm more than a bit surprised that they were all so understanding about it. But now, it's been about two hours since our last contact and I text again, just to ask how late she was thinking.
I can't remember what time exactly it was when I finally gave up. Disappointment over not being able to see the lady that I originally hoped to spend my birthday with gave way to a feeling of utter defeat to the point where it was just getting too late to start thinking about trying to contact anyone else yet again. And honestly, my heart just wasn't in it anymore at that point. I did take another shower just in case the "perb lady in red" might still get back to me. I think I may have tried to call and left a voicemail but I also worried that I had finally pushed too hard and maybe she just thought better of dealing with me.
A couple of dancers that I enjoy watching were scheduled at The Penthouse for that week, so I figured that I could at least enjoy that. Not what I had planned but at least that would cheer me up a bit. And I even thought that if it was still early enough, I might be able to get over to the 5 and at least have a dance or two with any of the friendly faces that know me there. I had two spectacular songs worth of dance from Eliza that night. So, she helped to at least salvage what was otherwise a rather lame birthday. She'll probably never read this, but she has my appreciation and thanks.
Oh yeah... something weird happened while I was at The Penthouse that night. I didn't notice it at first but I had dozens of missed calls from a number that I didn't recognize. Two numbers actually. With bizarre area codes. At first, when I saw that I had all these missed calls, I was worried that "perb lady in red" had tried to call but it wasn't her number. I googled it later and it turns out that it's the number that appears when someone tries to call you from a gmail account or something.
When I finally got home that night, I sent a text message to "perb lady in red" to apologize if I had been a pest earlier in the day and wished her well. After that I logged into perb. That's when I find a private message waiting from her. It turns out that her phone had died and she assumed that I found someone else and had simply not gotten back to her. She didn't get all my messages until later that night.
The next morning, I receive a text message from a new number. It's the lady whom I originally hoped to see for my birthday. The lady that I was worried I might never get to see again. She explains that she's texting from her personal cell number and apologizing profusely that she didn't realize that her work phone had run out of minutes and she thought that I had bailed on her. I also find an email from her explaining the situation. She asks if I want to see her later that day. Of course, I do but I have to work and am not sure that I'll be able to. It turns out that it's a pretty quiet day at work and I'm able to get out of there early. It's a day late but I get to have my birthday session -- nearly two hours and one of the best sessions I've ever had with one of the most beautiful, understanding, energetic and enthusiastic women I've ever had the pleasure of spending time with.
She says she'll be back some time. She says we'll keep in touch. Maybe with the right adjustments. If it's in "the plan". I kind of hope so but I don't know if I believe it. But, even with all of the disappointment and frustration, I can't even begin to express how happy I am that things worked out the way they did. It just makes me shake my head at how crazy that is.
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