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I consider myself a very polite person, to the point of being overly kind sometime at the expense of myself. I look past rude moments and gestures, I smile at crazy people, I say hello to everyone I pass on the street. I try very hard not to stare, although I do consider it okay to kick or punch any person I am with to draw their attention to something ridiculous. It’s pretty subtle, though, unless it’s your arm getting punched or your shin getting kicked.

Yesterday Wonder Boy and I were out for a walk, enjoying a beautiful evening. We walked through our neighborhood and down paths in nearby parks. We walked past people playing basketball, families having picnics and kids playing on the playground.

Near the end of our walk we walked past two women that I feel I can safely assume were prostitutes, though I have little to know experience in the world of prostitution – I don’t think my college reputation as the Kissing Bandit counts.

When I walk past them all I did was punch Wonder Boy. HARD. Aside from that I tried to play it cool. Until a block later when I looked at him. “What? No reaction at all?” He said there was nothing he could possibly say in response to them.

So here’s my question, to anyone who has had experience with sex workers or would like to make a best guess:


Is there proper protocol for acknowledging hookers on the street? OR Do you have advice for how to say to people you are passing, as I said I always do, when their skirts barely cover their hoo-ha and the bosoms are about to fall out of their shirt?

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  1. Anonymous

    Yes, I just say “five dolla”. Thats all I need to say.

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