So, it's Saturday night and I'm stuck at my incall in Las Colinas, TX. I had a call from a gentleman who'd called me twice already, and I ditched my plans for the evening, made a lame excuse to my friends, and Uber'd my way to my incall.  

 
Of course, he was a no call/no show. All I got from him was a single text message: "L". (WTF does "L", mean?)

 
Now I'm stuck. I have to literally wait for a friend to pick me up - which may not happen until tomorrow night because of Easter - or I need a client tonight. And my incall is b-o-r-i-n-g. No cable, no wifi, not even a book to read. Nothing to do but report him to the national escort blacklist and stew in my misery.

 
Perfect way to waste a good evening.

 
And don't even get me started about filing taxes on Tuesday. Ugh.

-- Modified on 4/15/2017 9:59:47 PM