My experience happened a few years ago. I was visiting an SP for the 1st time (not my first SP experience-just my experience with this SP). The meeting didn't sound too promising to begin with, bad neighborhood, raspy sounding smoker voice on the phone, low rates - all the signs were there, but Mr. happy was acting-up and we had to do something about it. I got up to the apartment and rapped on the door. The door opened and a voice beaconed to come in. Spidey-senses are tingling, but the inner voice says "Go-on stupid, you got this far. Might as well see what the monster looks like before you bolt".
So I step inside. Behind the door stands a 180lb gorilla with a fleshy, swollen face and wearing absolutely gross stretch pants. "You can't be f'ing serious", I tell myself. Even worse, is a 14yr-ish daughter sitting on the couch in the livingroom. I'm not liking this & say as much to Ms. Gorilla. Gorilla says "it's not like she hasn't seen this before". I'm really not liking Ms. Gorilla & my choices and I say I'm leaving.
Gorilla bounds into the kitchen (near front door) grabs a knife from the counter, waves it around and says "Pay me $20 for my time". I'm thinking to myself: Y'know - some experiences are worth the cash. I paid gorilla without comment and got the hell out of there. Why do I still do this you ask?...
