It’s the weekend! My P.I.M.P. (Partner in Motherfucking Pleasure) and I take Sundays off, thank Sweet Baby Jesus. Today we decided we’re going to write a book when this whole thing is over and we’re able to look back and laugh. In general, I enjoy people. Truly, I do. But what a fucking adventure.
Let me also be quick to say that we’ve conducted some delightful transactions with some really great people. I appreciate more than they know the kind words about Taboo and the service we’re providing. I get all warm and tingly every time I get a message from a person who is using this time to connect with themselves and/or their partner.
The people I’m referring to are the ones who, after having. been provided the details on delivery, are appalled when I tell them that our two-person bi-coastal team can’t get them a $10 toy within the hour. I’m referring to the people in whom I invest an hour only to hear they’re not comfortable submitting payment via PayPal, Venmo, Cash App, or credit card (and how dare I ask!)
Luckily, I have partner who serves me breakfast in bed just because and a son who wakes me up by staring at me and then asks me to cuddle and a daughter sweeter, smarter, and more diabolical than I ever could have wished for. And they’re all really good DJs.
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