Just recall Hermey’s voice from the 1964 ‘Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer’ movie.  I loved that movie when I was a kid.  I definitely felt like I was a misfit.

Side note:  When I found out Santa Claus wasn’t real, I had my suspicion when I was eight, I was more upset that reindeer didn’t fly than the existence of the fat guy in the red suit.

Anyway, I just recently made the change, as of yesterday, actually, to venture out on my own.

It was a tough decision. I was fortunate to work with such a reputable agency in Las Vegas.  My booker and I got along (we’re both from the Northeast so that should explain why), and the other two women that have been there for years, are awesome.

The biggest concern in this business is safety.  And the agency definitely keeps everyone safe.  It was the first and second subject that was brought up to me when I was being considered for hire.

And as I’ve mentioned before, men can be quite scary.  But I never felt I was in danger with any of the clients I saw through the agency.

That’s why there is a vetting process.  I understand if you’re new to the hobby and you are hesitant to give out your personal information, but providers and agencies do this because we need to know you don’t have a criminal record.  The last thing we want is to be killed and buried somewhere in the Nevada desert.

I just celebrated my year anniversary of being with the agency a couple weeks ago, and I noticed a bit of an uptick in business over the past month.  But because I want to tour and explore different areas of the business, I thought this was the best decision career wise.

It will be a lot more work, no doubt, and definitely more frustrations (lots of time wasters), but perhaps this will motivate me to work even harder.

And who knows, as my booker said, I have to learn and leave, to then come back.  Haha.  It may piss me off too much to deal with people who are just wasting my time, and also I still may be too sensitive to listen to people when they laugh at my rates. (Thanks, assholes.)  Just like restaurants, if you cannot afford to go to a Michelin star restaurant, then you just don’t go.  Period.  You don’t laugh and ridicule an acclaimed establishment, so don’t do it with me, or any providers for that matter.

But for now, we’ll see how it goes.