I took a booking today from a guy who sent several clothing requests (and also mentioned that he has a foot fetish) and I specifically stated that I do not take clothing requests but that I will be dressed smartly.
He arrives and is devastated that I am not wearing stockings. Asks me if I have any and I say no. He looks alarmed and asks if I'm sure. I go for a rummage and pull out a pair of flesh coloured hold-ups, thinking I have cracked it. He asks if I have any in black. I say no. I say I probably have some black thigh socks. He asks if they are cotton or wool. I fetch them and he doesn't like them.
I remind him that I did say that I do not accept clothing requests and he says he thought all working girls had stockings.
Then he says he is going to go and buy some and come back. (Bearing in mind it's now 6.35pm.) He insists that a shop about 15 mins walk away is open til 8. Off he trundles, without bothering to ask whether I am actually free to wait around indefinitely while he wanders the town searching for black stockings.
Ten mins later (when I'm back in jeans and a jumper faffing about on facebook) he texts to say the search is not going well.
Should have asked for a deposit before he left, right?
So an item was essential to his booking yet he didn't either bring it or check that I had it - and somehow that's my fault...
The stupid is so strong with this one.