Ethical Dilemma

    “I have an ethical dilemma,” I tell Alex over lunch.

    “I’m listening.”

    “Do I work even though I have a cold?”

    “That is your ethical dilemma?!?” He chokes out through laughter.

    “Yes!” I say defensively.

    “You’re a prostitute, and this is what you struggle with?” 

    “I’m an ethical prostitute!” I exclaim

    “Clearly!”

     I’ve taken three jobs in the last two weeks. The first week I was incredibly sick, sicker than I can ever remember being. But I’ve been feeling a lot better recently, able to attend Christmas festivities and whatnot, but still sleeping 12 hours a day, and often feeling run down. 

     I need to go back to work though! I can’t just lie in bed all the time. I just feel guilty working, knowing I have a cold. I’ve been booked on for most of the day, and I did get called out to one call, but I left because the guy was smoking crack. He was really nice about it though. Gave me $50 for my troubles. 

     I think I am going to book off now though. Reasoning being four-fold:

1: I feel like garbage

2: I look like garbage

3: I would like nothing more than to spend time with my family while they’re in town, so I’m heading over to Moms. 

4: It’s almost 7pm, and there have only had crack-faces call.