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Behind the Pretty Curtain

Professionally speaking, things are going well.  Through the month of June, I pretty much was just working weekends (VERY BUSY WEEKENDS — which I will be blogging about in the next few days).  My absence Mondays through Thursdays was not due to my Diva complex, which I admit to having –at least sometimes — but due to the fact that I’ve been rather ill.  Of course, the show must go on.  And so — at least on weekends — it did, with nary a caller even suspecting I wasn’t just not quite up to par.  Truthfully, I needed the weekdays for R&R.  

The nature of my illness?  I just couldn’t hold down food.  When you forget you’ve eaten watermelon and barf up red stuff … it gets kinda scary.  I lost twelve pounds and now have to work at putting that back on, so I guess it’s pizza and milkshakes for me, and maybe my world-famous tuna noodle casserole.  Tra la la. 

Because I wouldn’t go to see a doctor — I tend to self-medicate and self-diagnose — I was kinda-sorta playing Sherlock Homeopathologist.   I know, I know!  Don’t start preaching.  Anyway, just like any gumshoe worth her salt, I  finally nailed the culprit , which ended up being one of the many herbs, supplements and vitamins I take on a daily basis.  Again, please don’t preach.  I do my research and know my stuff.  Let’s just say that I won’t be ordering that particular supplement from that company again.  

This entire episode got me to thinking about how Phone Sex Operators are, by the very nature of the Phone Sex Business, pretty much one-dimensional in the minds of our callers.  And, of course, the same works in reverse:  we can make the cursory mistake of sizing up our callers just by their kinky fantasy.  On both ends of the phone, we are so much more than that.  All-in-all, it’s rather lazy of us, isn’t it?  In my own defense, I do make a concerted effort to ABSOLUTELY not do that, but I’m not Mary Poppins and I sometimes fail.   Particularly if the caller is a one hit wonder — coming (pun) and going in the blink of an eye, never to be heard from again.  But, heh!  I’m trying here.  I really am.

So — in that vein — if you show me yours, I’ll show you mine.  In other words, here’s some things you just might not know — and may or may not like — about your FemDom PhoneSex Goddess:

I’m extremely impatient.  I want what I want and I want it now.  And, yes, I’ve been known to throw a temper tantrum when my desires have been frustrated.  It’s not so very pretty when I’m   raging against the mediocrity of bureaucracy in all its ineptness, sluggishness and redundancy.

It follows that I expect attention.  Particularly when YOU are taking MY money.  Which means if  I am you’re customer, you better at least act like you care.  Because I won’t hesitate to spend my money elsewhere.  The upside of this is that if you do your job well — I will make it worth your while, tipping generously and recommending your service to others.

FASHIONABLY LATE could be my middle name, because I’m never on time for anything And while you might argue that the term should be RUDELY LATE, it does suit my general temperament .  I’m single, after all; and that does tend to make a girl  a bit self-centered.  And  while I hate waiting for other people; I’d have no problem making them wait for me.  This doesn’t work with my doctor or dentist.  When I arrive late, they just push other appointments ahead of me and I am duly punished.  Also I like to look top-notch fresh and pretty when attending functions, so that I put off dressing, hair and makeup until the last minute.   And I am working on this though, because I do realize it’s very unfair to others.

When it comes to AFFAIRS OF THE HEART, I take the "affairs" part far more seriously than I probably should, preferring flings to relationships.  I don’t do well in long term relationships. It’s rather confusing even to me, as I really do believe in love and marriage and all that stuff.  Still, no matter how promising something starts out, I find myself getting bored rather quickly.  And then I’m wiggling my way back to singlehood  as fast as I can.  But there is JewBoy, who I am at least keeping around at arm’s length.  So maybe there’s still hope for me?

What’s more:

I read in bed.  Every single night.  No exceptions.

I’m a reality show junkie.  TOP CHEF, PROJECT RUNWAY and HELL’S KITCHEN to name a few.

Most of the time, I leave a window open (and sometimes the doors to my balcony) when running my AC or furnace. 

I love pink.  All things pink.  My Ipod, cellphone, GPS and even my license plates are all pink.  You should see my pink patent leather fuck me pumps.

I own way too many pairs of shoes … and am still buying.  I WON’T BE STOPPED.

I have a fairly severe case of acrophobia.  So I don’t snow ski and it takes everything I have to go down an escalator.

I give away too much money. 

I don’t smoke pot, because it makes me want to clean house.  But I think it should be legal.

I like codeine and take it every chance I get.  Lucky for me, I don’t get many chances.

When it comes to liquor, I can barely tolerate more than two drinks without getting sick.  But I do have my  rare moments.  Once or twice a year I get tipsy.

I don’t like sitting still.  I have a Type A personality and have to be doing something. 

I’m a terrible Bingo player:  I’d rather  people-watch and end up missing numbers, which drives whoever dragged me there crazy.  And I  am always angry with the person who calls BINGO.  I want to jump over the tables and bitch slap her.

My favorite card games are pinochle and spades.

My favorite board games are scrabble and boggle.

I DO NOT walk around in stockings and heels every day.   In fact, I actually prefer sneakers.

So there!  You got yourself a peek behind the Phone Sex Curtain.  As I’ve maintained all along, Phone Sex Divas really are just the girls next door.  And now you know that we can be  just silly and bitchy and demanding as your wives and girlfriends.  I guess the lesson in all this is to BE NICE TO YOUR HONEY.  She could be me!

xo, Angela 

… oh!  I wrote a new poem.  And yes I was pissed off.

12 Responses to “Behind the Pretty Curtain”

  1. science nerd Says:

    You are that wonderful duality of in-your-face, heart on shirtsleave honesty and weaver of the most intricate, vivid, erotic make-believe one can imagine. And your poem had to feel almost as good to write as it was to read. God bless.

  2. litmajor Says:

    No one will ever be you.

  3. puzzler565 Says:

    I am amazed in many ways by you, wondrous woman, but the depth and candor of your self-perception awes me. Would that I could be as honest with myself.

    But how can you think that we think of you as one-dimensional .. when we usually ask for at least three measurements?

    Happy July Fourth to the most independent of women.

  4. backroads Says:

    Happy 4th Miss Angela. Now if you were here at my picnic, which is on the boring side, we could rally up a nice game of pinochle. I’m sure you’d kill me in Boggle or Scrabble so no need to play.

    You’re poem, although I don’t know what it’s about, is astounding.

  5. booklover35 Says:

    One of the self-prescribed herbals, huh? To save space, I’ll just say “Lecture Number 3.”

    Sorry to hear that you were feeling poorly, and greatly relieved that you were able to find and remove the cause. An Angela under-the-weather is still far superior to just about anyone else I know – but an Angela at the top of her game is an unmatchable experience.

    Happy Fourth, amazing one!

  6. PQS Says:

    Codeine, eh? Remind me to send you a bottle of Robitussin the next time we chat.

    Y’know, I once worked with a guy (no, not the one who kept a picture of his penis in his wallet) who drank cough syrup and Thunderbird to together to acheive a noteworthy and mighty high. He referred to this potent cocktail as “Thundertussin”.

  7. Avonbard Says:

    Not good in long term relationships? You could have fooled me! I think you are wonderful in them.

  8. litmajor Says:

    Hey, teach, we’ve never done this before, but my apartment needs cleaning. Want to stop by and see if I can get you interested? (This was a very enlightening blog. Thank you for all the truth.)

  9. onaleash4u Says:

    i think you expect attention even when you are taking My money, Mistress – although any tribute to you could never be enough.

  10. PQS Says:

    By the way, I LOVED your poem! I wonder who the low life is that inspired it.

  11. Vanilla Savant Says:

    Vanilla at the core. I knew it!

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