THE WEEKEND IS HERE. Podrick is sitting in the window, waiting. A fat squirrel was sitting on the railing outside the window, and I carted Pod’s own fat ass over to the shelf for his first proper Kitty TV of the year. The squirrel took one look at the goings-on beyond the glass and wisely booked it across the lawn.
I logged into work about 15 minutes earlier than usual last night, not that it helped. It was a typical Friday for me, which means my room was pretty dead. I probably should have either worn a wig or ditched my top. I added a new item to my menu. Now, whenever someone tips me 1 token (a whopping $0.05), I give them my best Owen Wilson “wow”.
I stuck it out for a while anyway, then logged out to make dinner. I spent an hour or so watching other cams to see how they handle prompting for tips. Like last week, I saw a few rooms where the model just sat and waited before interacting. I watched one model doing everything “by the book” – the nonstop reminding viewers about her menu, constant prompting for tips and chat when things slowed down. The prompting was friendly when people were interacting. When the interaction was slow, everything she did came off angry and entitled. One thing I liked was how she handled a dude who minimally tipped her once or twice and kept talking dirty to her. She put him in his place a couple of times, and got more tokens out of it.
Shawshank and I have the weekend off, and we’re going out to Slightly BiggerTown to shop. The weather looks like shit, so at least we’re not wasting a nice spring day on being fucking adults.
