Now I'm hungry, for answers
So exactly what the fuck Is this? I echo responses that this post is useless. And who was the provider in question? The reason to be here is to share quality and accurate intel, not to withhold names to allow others to have the same fucked up experience. Even not so great intel is still useful intel to your fellow mongers. To save face you should divulge all info. MF.
[QUOTE=BuyingSmiles;1931064]Maybe I should change my name to BuyingBreakfast.
Last night about 10:55 pm I contacted a pretty well known provider. She is pretty well reviewed & came recommended by a few in pm's by a couple guys as good girl to break into the hobby with. Since I have not seen much of any bad on her & will reserve the right to tell her name at a later date. I will give her a chance to explain if she is so inclined. Anyway the story goes I texted her around said time. She replied very quickly. After some back & forth we decided that an 8:30 am meeting would work for both of us. Anyway, I wake up early enough to shower & have a cup of tea while I Sat. In anticipation of the fun that was on it's way.
I leave my house in a timely manner. I roll up to the address I was given via text at exactly 8:30. I am quite impressed with my self & pull over & text I am here. & then I sit & wait. Couple minutes go by. 5 minutes, ten minutes. & No (insert name here) anywhere to be seen. Then along rolls an old white van. It slowly & rather closely rolls past my driver side window. Two ugly bastards looking at me. The van goes on by & turns around in a drive way & comes back towards me. As it was turning around I grabbed the Judge out from under my seat. Not taking any chances on my first adventure. So it rolls up real slow & a bearded sumbitch motions for me to roll my window down. With hand on revolver I do. This cat starts asking me what I am doing, who I am, Is (insert some guys name) here, am I waiting for him. I just acted really annoyed that he was even talking to me. To his who are you inquiry I replied with kinda dickish laugh / humph sound I was like who are you? Any way I was not too impressed with this whole exchange so after watching them peel out I did the same. This leads me to the Name change part.
After being stood up by (reserved to be named later) I went to my old Sunday morning faithful.
Her name is Colonial Cottage, I call her CC. Boys the menu is full of favorites. It included but was not limited to BE BG G PC Cblr S OJ CoF & I think a great chance of some French. Best of all MP was encouraged. Only thing better would have been a woman serving. But I had a great breakfast & will repeat. I do recommend.
Refer to list below for abbreviations.
BE Beacon and Eggs.
BG biscuits and gravy.
G Goetta.
PC pancakes.
S sausage.
OJ Orange juice.
Cof Coffee.
Cble Cobbler.
French French toast.
MP Multiple Plates.
I really hope this review will help anyone who gets stood up early in the AM on Sundays. All providers are not dependable, The colonial cottage is![/QUOTE]
Really? Save face with who? You?
[QUOTE=MassageFreak;1932817]So exactly what the fuck Is this? I echo responses that this post is useless. And who was the provider in question? The reason to be here is to share quality and accurate intel, not to withhold names to allow others to have the same fucked up experience. Even not so great intel is still useful intel to your fellow mongers. To save face you should divulge all info. MF.[/QUOTE]I could gives a rats ass what you think. I have answered several questions from folks in PM. It seemed to me anyone interested was asking. I offered my take of the situation after it all unfolded. I am going to post this not to save face with you or anyone else here. Just so people can read it & move on.
Based on our conversations Things she said the night before as to why, for her it would be better in the morning. Reason stated for a no go at around midnight were consistent with her reason for her being no show. Now would it have been a nice professional courtesy to simple text me a hey I am sorry this very important thing has happened? Yes. I told her as much. But sometimes when things in peoples life happen, what you Or I think is very secondary.
On the NO show No call I was offered a reason why & I bought it. Mostly because of things mentioned the previous night. Am I fool for believing her? I'll never know I guess. Fool me once... If there is any sort of repeat behavior I will not be so forgiving & will certainly post her name.
On the 2 goons in the van it turns out a guy that lives in very close proximity to her place of operation had pissed some people off really bad. As noted in my original post the guy inquired about who I was & the whereabouts of a certain male. He said nothing of this woman or any woman for that matter. It was an unfortunate coincidence that I happened to be parked where I was when I was. Thats in no way shape or form is her fault. At the time I wasn't sure but I know now she had nothing to do with them. Good enough for me.
Now after I left, I was to say the least a little miffed at what transpired. My first attempt at Mongering an escort & I think I am going to have to shoot some bastard that has mistaken me for an easy target. So, what to do? Well It's Sunday morin & the Colonial Cottage has an AWESOME breakfast buffet. That's it! I am on my way. Full service, 20.00 out the door with tip. The food monger in me is satisfied. Home I go a little less miffed after a full belly & reflection of the mornings events over a cup of BC (Black Coffee).
At home & still thinking about the mornings adventure I decide to post a a review of My first attempt at Mongering outside an AMP. To me it was a bit humorous how the ill fated attempt ended up at an old familiar place for a Sunday mornin. I posted well before I heard from her on Monday.
The were a few reason I posted. To let her now unless she had a very good reason for her no show no call I was going to announce it. To let her and any other provider out there with any ideas of funny business where I am involved would be met with the business end of My trusty travel companion know as the Judge, whose menu includes but not limited to BS (buck shot) SB (slug and Balls) & .45 CLC (.45 colt long cartridge). Thinking maybe anyone living on the shady side of the hobby would think twice knowing I am probably not the only guy with a trusted travel companion. With a cooler mind I realized the two goons very well could have been a case of me being in the wrong place at the wrong time & these guys were looking for some on else. With that being a distinct possibility I reserved the right to name her. Incase she was so inclined to reach out to me with an explanation. After our conversations I am satisfied she made a bad business decision to not contact me to cancel & that the two goons were nothing to do with her.
All the being said & am not telling anyone who she is or what her excuse for her no show is.
I am not concerned with what any monger here thinks of me I will read their info posted & will continue to post any I have. Just like I will, thay can take it or leave. So for anyone with an over rated opinion of what I think you think. Get over your self.
It's my rep with the ladies I am concerned about. To be fair & honest in what I see & experience. My keeping her name to myself after the dust settled is more than fair.
