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To whom shall I complain?
Said Isabella to about the same offer I was given tonight
Two thousand dollars
To work for 5 hours in a
Skimpy outfit
And the money sounded great and I was all about
the Playboy mansion
But not the tacked on personal note
That contingent with my hiring
Was more than just allowing the desiring
I had to give a ride away for free
Or for
Two thousand dollars I am not yet sure
What exacty the money was actually for
I stayed polite
That’s right
When I wanted to comment on how tiny his penis must be
And how it is men like him that make women hate men
And instead
I found a way to say
You must love your job
What power you must feel
Call me if you ever need a girl
To work
And not fuck
If you hire those kind of girls

And he said to get used to it
Number one mistake I made was saying
Hi I am new in town
And what I get for that is
We love your pictures
Lets fuck
And you better get used to it
If you want to make it in this town
It is work like anything else.

Because what is funny is that was what I was thinking by mailing him my picture in the first place
This is a job
A world of professionals
We just want pretty girls
To wear skimpy clothes
And flirt with the guests
Said the ad.
And I can wear skimpy clothes
And be pretty and flirty
And that is just work for me
That is just a job I don’t mind having
But I have yet to read between my lines
And my seeing the best in people thing is causing some problems.

None of this would be a problem if it weren’t for the fact
That the fucking fuckhead they have hiring
Uses a thing he thinks is power
Power being two thousand dollars
As a way to get a little off the top
From the bottom
Or however he likes it

What I wanted to say
To him
But it wouldn’t have mattered so I didn’t
Was
My sex my time my soul heart body mind and touch
Is worth much
Much
I mean much
More than two thousand pathetic little dollars
Don’t even try to insult me

And I take a moment to be greatful to my savings
And my forward thinking

I hope he gets fat
Loses his hair
And no one ever truly loves him
I hope his boss
Can’t find a woman he can pay enough to someday
And I hope
He dies alone
They don’t even deserve my prayers for their redemption
Lost causes
How dare they

And I sure ain’t gonna get used to it