Monday, January 28, 2013
27th May 2012
An event of some note in my labors with the homeless was the arrival of two females. This was nothing new as clients come all the time but not all of them make a pass at the security guard.
Professionalism and company rules prevent me from having any kind of none work relationships with my clients. Further from that, most homeless smoke and smoking is a deal breaker for me. This is to set aside all the other reasons my clients are undesirable like their mental quarks, high incidence of HIV, etcetera.
Regardless, I know of no penalty for the client messing about with staff and clients try to get that going all the time. This I normally pay no mind as I know better. In this case it was a rather ample woman who bent over her bag and let her rather ample back end come almost completely out of her tights.
This was a time for a man with proper restraint to keep his mind on his work and so I did checking the belongings of her friend for contraband. When this biological canyon was removed from view its owner looked at me in a disturbed way likely wondering why I hadn’t been enjoying the view.
Girl, it’s not worth my job. That and if I had looked I would have gotten my nose stuck in that crack.
Keep your nose clean, little sister
Richard Leland Neal