Yesterday was a rough day, which initially looked to be a very good day. Early morning I get a dancer from Angels knocking on my door. I'm thinking excellent a service call. Then it is weird and more weird and no service call.
She said she just wanted to stop by and say hi. I say that is very nice and I'm eager for a little fun. She is no, just wanted to say hi and be on my way. She is talking about old history at Angels and what has happened to some of the dancers. She wants to check out my refrigerator. I say help yourself. She wants to know where the leftovers are. Leftovers? I tell her I don't like leftovers. She says you're an excellent cook and I wanted to get some leftovers; McDonalds is awful and was just hoping to get some homemade food.
After about an hour and half she gets a phone call and then as time passes her phone is ringing ringing ringing. Last call she tells the man, she is leaving and will be over in about 15 minutes. She apologizes and says the customer wants her over now so she has to run. I say ok.
That was that. I can't believe she wanted leftovers. Her priorities are a hell of a lot different than mine.
"perhaps she was waiting for an offer?"
She didn't want to EARN money (despite spending hours with me; she wasn't interested in working at all) and was reluctant to go to her appointment.