Monday, July 23, 2012

Operation hookup

It's such a big operation to hook up with one hooker.  Consider that it all started in the tax season.  I used to have secret money laundering accounts but the IRS made it easy.

I always generate tax refunds.  Now you can instruct the IRS to split the refund into different accounts.  And at the same time, some online/offline tax preparation software beg you to open a new account with them with ATM cards and no statement.  Wow!

Back to the present.  I hooked up with a cheap hooker in short notice last week.  It was surprisingly satisfactory.  I had to do it again.  But I was stuck at home with no car in the weekend.  Then the operation began.

It dawned on me that I can rent a car to the hooker place.  (Outcall is always for rip-offs, unless you have a regular and don't cost an arm and a leg.)  One rental company provide local pickups and drop offs.  If not we have the bus.

I was preparing myself for full GFE, ready to jump into a deodorizing bath, whn I realized that rental don't open long for Saturdays.  It was 11 am so I had time.  Immediately I called the rental to pick me up, then I can took the bath later. 

Then I remembered all the troubles for rental on a Saturday.  First, it has to be the weekend rate for 2 days, though a little cheaper.  Second, compacts will be all gone unless you prebook or go there early.  Third, people are lining up on Sat mornings.  If they have to look things up and get back to me, it takes at least 10 min every time.

It was patience, or really horniness that got me through the telephone booking.  I will have a full size and somebody will pick me up.  It may be 11:30 am by then, taking me half an hour.  By the way, they always close at noon for the few who doesn't know.

I can't do anything but to watch for the pickup car, so the guy won't to have to knock on the door and let everybody knows that I'm renting a car.  It was a painful wait.

Five minutes before closing I called the rental again to see if they are coming.  Like before, nobody answers for a long time.  This time nobody answers.  I called at noon again and the phone got switched to corporate answering machine, telling me that the joint is closed.  Damn, I could have took the bus.  I even printed the timetable along with the hooker phones and locations.

I'm glad that I didn't took the bath after all.  At about 12:15 the pickup car came.  I didn't even believe that.  What sort of customer service is that?  Pickup after closing?  A young, nice, handsome guy drove me to the rental and I was processed.  It was maybe approaching 1 o'clock.  This guy was working overtime and didn't even accept my fiver as tips.  He said he wasn't allowed to.  He didn't push for the ridiculous  insurance either - that used to be their proper tip, but expensive.

I'm lucky that I got a car.  Weekend shouldn't be the peak time but it seemed like Saturday afternoon is.  For those I passed the screening, there's a two hour wait.  One fake on me when I got there, probably another client arrived and she couldn't answer the phone when she was doing it.  I didn't book her properly but wanted to walk in.  I did need the car for a bit of driving around.

There wasn't much to report about the hooker, but the last one was better.  That's not the end of the operation.

When I got home, the first thing was where should I park for the weekend.  I couldn't park in front of my house all the time.  I decided to park down the hill in a discreet corner not in front of others house.

I could have try again on Sunday to compensate for the not so good experience on Sat.  But I decided I need another operation, Breakout, to pass all screening once and for all.  I'll tell you later.  I used to be in everybody's book so I can see who I wanted.  Now I am a bit rusted and nobody knows me any more.  Bad for an election year.

I'm all prepared to get to the rental Monday morning at 8am when they opens.  But it dawned on me that I could use my own car also.  Perfect.  I sneaked out with my car and then changed cars at the discreet parking place where my rental car was.

The plan wasn't perfect.  I remembered to add gas, or it will be expensive.  Luckily, I had time to spare, or so I thought.  Looking back, unless to refuel repeatedly to get the exact reading, you will probably over refuel.  One gallon cost you a few dollars.  So in hind sight, I should have checked their gas price and aimed for one refuel that aimed for the exact reading.  If gas wasn't not enough, it might cost twice by their price, but one gallon extra would cost me 4 dollars.  So under fill a bit wasn't that bad.

At the rental company, it was rather busy it seemed.  But there was only one family in front of me.  However, they knew they were trouble.  They researched a lot online to save the most money on their complicated scheme.  They kept talking with the only guy on duty.  I regretted more for forgetting to add the refuel time.

I almost wanted to say "excuse me, my bus is coming".  But I was too shy, and probably too late, if they have to check the car and sign me off.  Fortunately I was smart.  It dawned on me that I could just leave the rental car there and came back later.  It was totally out of the plan.

So I rushed to the bus stop, confirmed the arrival time by texting the stop ID to the bus company to receive the next arrival times.  I still had two minutes to spare.

I got on the bus and paid the mandatory exact fare that I prepared earlier.  It was great in summer.  I saw one full bodied college girl and one teen, all in super shorts.

It wasn't the first time I took a bus home.  But I still got off one stop early.  It was nothing.  But if I missed the bus, I had to wait for one hour or walk at least 1 to a few miles back home.

The rental guy asked me if I need a drop off.  I was too ashamed to ask for that, and it would be too obvious if someone sees my return home.  Then it was as good as a drop off.  I didn't need to walk up the hill that much because I parked downhill instead of uphill from my home.

I drove back to the rental company and dropped off the rental key.  That's not the end of it.  Obviously I looked VIP so the guy asked me to say a few good words when the telephone survey comes.  This was stupid as I don't want anybody at home knows that I rented a car.  But I was stupid to give them my home number.

A few more tips for bus planning.  Even though I planned bus trips a few times, there were still things I was unprepared for.  Exact fare is a must, or you are forced to buy an expensive pass on board, or you can't even board.

I use Google map to plan, but the route are crooked to serve some particular areas, such as schools.  The bus stop on the outbound and inbound routes are usually different, not even on opposite of the road.  Sometimes the bus go on a loop and you may go to the wrong bus stop.  Google has more accurate route information on the bus stops than the bus company, including next scheduled arrival times.

The official time table only has the schedule on schedule stops.  On the other stops time is not guaranteed nor published.  If you want to minimize your exposure at the bus stops, you can check the time table a few hours in advance.  Look at the bus stop ID from google map.  See if your bus company has next arrival times via text.  Usually they will reply with the next 3 arrival times, and that would be up to a few hours in advance.

Good luck hooking, and hopefully you don't need all these.

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