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I’ve been having some entertaining encounters on the elevator in my building of late. Case in point, I got in the elevator with this really bangin’ blonde chick that was about 5′11″ with her 6″ heels and was dressed “Halloween in Orlando” slutty. She was really friendly and started the conversation with me asking about the liquor I was carrying and after we exchanged some flirty banter back-and-forth, I blurted out, “I hope you don’t get offended by this, but are you in this building on ‘business’?” (yes, I even used the finger quotes when saying this)

She smiled and said something like, “is it that obvious?”. While it WAS completely obvious, I said that it wasn’t and that I just assumed she was because most of the women I encounter in the building were snobby bitches and she seemed too pleasant to live here. She laughed and then we stood in the elevator doors of the 37th floor where she was getting off and talked some about her and her business there.

Turns out she’s a high-priced escort that gets a “$1,000 donation” for a mere hour of her time. She asked if I wanted her to come up after she was done with her client, but I passed saying that while I’m supportive of what she does I prefer to pray on drunk chicks that I can get for free but that if she’s bored she can always come up to my place and help me polish off the Svedka while she watches me play Mass Effect 2 on Xbox 360. She said she might take me up on it, we exchanged phone numbers, and I’m pretty sure she’ll never call me and I’ll never call her. Nevertheless, another random entertaining encounter on the Devonshire elevator.