No little girl grows up dreaming of becoming an escort. A sex worker. A whore.
Keep that in mind.
It’s a job, right. A lot of people do difficult work, and many don’t like their jobs. That’s a fact about being an adult. We suck it up for a myriad of reasons. Maybe because we can’t think of anything else to do. Or we don’t believe there is anything else we could do, as we don’t have qualifications, or opportunities, or simply the energy to draft a new CV. We do however have rent or mortgages to pay, electricity, gas, and the lure of the local pub that sells a really average Chardonnay. So, we need to make money. From time to time, miners, couriers, sous chefs, debt collectors, refuge collectors, HGV drivers, labourers on building sites, care workers (list not finite) must all complain about the way they earn money. And they are entitled to. All those roles incorporate high-pressure deadlines and have low income-growth potential. I’m just saying, none of us lives in Disneyland.
OK, PR girls, the ones in marketing and events management, you might very well be all wide-eyed and incredulous at this moment; you might be insisting, ‘But I love my job.’ Good for you. You will also be thinking it is not paid well enough; you will be planning on marrying someone rich if money matters to you, or living in rented accommodation all your life if it doesn’t. If you are thinking of marrying someone rich to supplement your lifestyle, to allow you to continue to pursue your dream job, then you need to pause on that thought before judging me. Look, don’t take offence. I’m not saying you are like me exactly. I’m just saying maybe we’re not a million miles apart. Telling it as it is, is a core skill of mine. If I ever had to write a CV, I’d include it.
Being rich doesn’t really matter to me. That might surprise you…
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