I was just thinking about knicknames we in the business give certain people we see.

For example one on my regulars I call
"Sweater Boy". Because he always wore sweater vests when we met!


One that makes me laugh when hearing it is "My Monkey". (NOT one of mine but another lady in the business.)

I am not being RACIST on these. These are supposed to be fun!! NOT to upset anyone.

So I was thinking.....does anyone else do this?

If so what name or names do you use?

Shane

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...this alias is the nickname that one of my 2 ATF's gave me.  In case you're still scratching your head, DILF = Dad I Like to Fuck!

My nickname for her is "boots", which is a long story for another day.

I'm sure ShaneOf didn't mean to upset your perfect, non typo, grammatically correct world. If so, perhaps you could refrain from bastardizing the simple conjucture of YOU ARE (i.e. you're) into the lazy "U_R". Perhaps then your world will be at one with the Gods!

I have a fairly long surgical scar on my stomach and one of the providers I see lists me in her cellphone as scar man.

LOL

or "Little Shithead"?

"Sweater Boy" was that my client always wore sweater vests. NOT his body hair. I would NEVER make fun of anyone.

I am not a mean person at all. I should have explained myself better.

I have one.. everyone has their peeves !
Mine is Polyester !

I HATE TO TOUCH IT
This is a bad thing.. cause all my sons hockey  jerseys/etc.. Are polyester. I will not touch them.. I tell them to get them out of the laundry basket.. They Rub the material in their fingertips and Irun out of the room with hairs on all end ! LOL!

Anyhow, A client wanted me to take his pants off once with my teeth hahhahaa. I told him he couldnt pay me enough to touch his pants !!
He said how bout 700 ?
To this day, Paulyester Paul still comes over and still wears Paulyester pants !

Our first meeting he said he would be wearing an orange shirt. I go down to the very busy lobby area and try to hook up with a guy who has on this neon bright highway sign orange shirt, only to realize the guy I was there to meet was wearing this orangish/yellowish/pinkish plaid couldn't-be-called-orange-on-a-good-day shirt. He's my orange shirt guy. -e