It’s no secret that I have an advertising career outside of the store. A very good career, if I do say so myself. I am pretty good at keeping all of my businesses separate from each other. This blog might make it a bit more difficult, but I will do my best.
I will make a confession here, I am a huge flirt. For those of you that know me, this is not much of a confession. I am an equal opportunity flirt, male, female, whatever. It’s fun, harmless and G is very well aware of my habit. Some of you might say what I am about to tell you shouldn’t have surprised me, but it did.
At Job 1, I was meeting with a client that I had been working with for some time. I will tell you, I considered this person a friend, too. He was fresh off a terribly painful divorce, a new whirlwind romance that led to Wife 2, and a subsequent What the Hell Did I D That For!? Yes, surprise, but Wife 2 turned out to be a little psychotic and began withholding sex not long after the wedding.
To be fair, and in my defense, once I realized that he might be interested in taking our friendship to another level, I stopped meeting him for lunch appointments. Did I mention he and W2 were also customers in our store? Spent hundreds of dollars with us.
Anyway, this happened one day in late December several years ago. I received a text message telling me that if I wanted him to renew his contract with me, I would need to meet him at a hotel to get the signature. WTF? I ignored the text. What the hell do you say to something like that anyway? I will also point out that this was at the EXACT time Tiger Woods had just been outed as a nasty, cheating bastard with his thousands of text messages to dozens of women. Further proof that some people are just stupid.
One text turned into several, all ignored by me. Texts turned into phone calls, all unanswered. I finally answered his call with this: What the hell are you thinking? His response: I’ve always been curious and I think it would be great. Me: Seriously? You just got married! Him: I know, blah, blah, blah. We exchanged a couple more sentences when I finally told him I could no longer be his rep because of the inappropriateness of this situation. See ya.
So, is this going to be the first time G will hear about this incident? No. After the first text, I immediately called and let him know what had happened. He was pissed and told me I would no longer be working the account. I was good with that.
Answer me this, have you ever been propositioned at your job? How did you handle it?