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It ain't no gravy off of my biscuits.

Yeah..."bless your heart" is usually said with a certain degree of sarcasm and irony.
 
It ranks right up there with "aren't you precious."

Well, you certainly didn't hear "you don't look like your pics" in those days....

So is he wanting to be a legit health care provider or an escort catering to older clients? You're kind of giving off mixed signals.

Too many variables to make an educate guess, especially without having any idea where you may be located.
 
Is it the "off season" for tourists where you are, for example? (It's the wrong time of year for the Carribean, for example....hurricane season and everything.) Have regular clients gotten married or otherwise monogamously involved? Have there been a lot of home-town sporting events (baseball games, for example) during the weekends, or is a local team angling for the playoffs?
 
Another thing to keep in mind is that it is just now "post-pride" season for a lot if cities....people went wild for a while and may still be recovering or catching up on things they should have done had they not been partying.

Any minute now, we're going to start talking about walking uphill to school (both directions) in waist deep snow, butt naked, with only a scrap of leather to chew on for lunch....
 
Pardon me while I go yell at some kids to get off of my lawn.

Overnights are common, and weekends are fairly common. Entire weeks aren't unheard of, but I'm curious, and so I ask our current working men....
 
...what's the longest amount of time you've been hired by (and spent time with) a client?
 
I'm not asking about how long have you had a person hiring you consistently. I mean that you quoted them a price for X amount of days/weeks/months and things progressed from there.

Overnights are common, and weekends are fairly common. Entire weeks aren't unheard of, but I'm curious, and so I ask our current working men....
 
...what's the longest amount of time you've been hired by (and spent time with) a client?
 
I'm not asking about how long have you had a person hiring you consistently. I mean that you quoted them a price for X amount of days/weeks/months and things progressed from there.

So is he wanting to be a legit health care provider or an escort catering to older clients? You're kind of giving off mixed signals.

Becoming an independent home health aide often involves additional hoops, since you may have to get business licenses and additional certifications depending on state and local laws. You also would have to do the paperwork so that Medicare/insurance could pay you (instead of paying the person who pays you). It can be done, but speaking as a small businessman, there are several things you have to keep in mind when getting set up.

I can appreciate the thought, but if he gets clients via a state/federal program or by referral from an agency (implied as it was his last "assignment" that passed), then he might not get to pick his clients, much less their sexual orientation (a protected class in NY, if I remember right). Anti-discrimination laws and all that.

Cornier than spoonbread...

I will say I miss the bars in NY where the boys for hire congregated ... Cats, Rounds, Stella. The clients checked out the boys 'live' and the boys checked out the clients. A few drinks were had, and you were off to the races. It was more honest and more straightforward.

Mine looked like I had Don King in a headlock. And spit was good enough for lube, dammit.

Any minute now, we're going to start talking about walking uphill to school (both directions) in waist deep snow, butt naked, with only a scrap of leather to chew on for lunch....
 
Pardon me while I go yell at some kids to get off of my lawn.

LOL. Beepers! I had one for a short while as an experiment.
 
One evening there was a car accident right in front of me. I stopped to see if anyone was hurt, and I had to argue for several minutes with a couple of people people that just because I had a beeper didn't mean that I was a doctor. I came very close to yelling at the people "I'm a hooker, all right?!" but thought better of it.

LOL. Beepers! I had one for a short while as an experiment.
 
One evening there was a car accident right in front of me. I stopped to see if anyone was hurt, and I had to argue for several minutes with a couple of people people that just because I had a beeper didn't mean that I was a doctor. I came very close to yelling at the people "I'm a hooker, all right?!" but thought better of it.

Becoming an independent home health aide often involves additional hoops, since you may have to get business licenses and additional certifications depending on state and local laws. You also would have to do the paperwork so that Medicare/insurance could pay you (instead of paying the person who pays you). It can be done, but speaking as a small businessman, there are several things you have to keep in mind when getting set up.

As my father would have said, "he couldn't find his ass with both hands in his back pockets."

As my father would have said, "he couldn't find his ass with both hands in his back pockets."

Yeah..."bless your heart" is usually said with a certain degree of sarcasm and irony.
 
It ranks right up there with "aren't you precious."

It ain't no gravy off of my biscuits.

It ain't no gravy off of my biscuits.

Mine looked like I had Don King in a headlock. And spit was good enough for lube, dammit.

Well sprinkle me with brown sugar and call me breakfast....