Hello, if anyone’s still reading. Time for my semi-annual update I guess. I’m still working at the bike shop. I was full time for a few months but recently went down to four days a week to accommodate a staffing change. I’ve also been working for the census since the beginning of August, but I think that’s done now. I haven’t done any sex work since April! But I’ll have to start again soon, because losing one shift a week made a pretty big dent in my paychecks. I’m hoping to just see clients I already know. I don’t want to advertise anymore, or deal with new people. A few old regulars have reached out recently but I’m still apprehensive about the COVID risk so I turned them down for now.
Weird to think that I haven’t had sex with anyone in over five months, and I’ve only actually touched and had close contact with one person, my coworker who I’ve gotten pretty close to since we work together, just the two of us, most days of the week. Our workplace is tiny and we don’t even try to socially distance anymore. He’s a hugger and I’m not really normally but it turns out I am a human being who needs physical touch and not a weird robot so we hug all the time. Several people have asked me if we’re dating but it’s not like that. I really like him though. I have a lot of friends who I know through online stuff, but not many in-person friends these days. It’s weird to make new friends during a pandemic though. We only hang out at work so far. I would like to try hanging out outside of work too but I feel awkward about asking. I’m trying to make more connections through work too. I’m friendly with all my coworkers and at least Instagram friends with most of them, and with some of our customers too. I recently attended a bike advocacy zoom meeting. I was apprehensive about using zoom (my first time ever) but it turns out it’s pretty cool to be able to get involved in something without having to leave my apartment. It’s kinda weird that my life is all about bike stuff right now and sex work stuff feels like a different life. I’ve been super burned out for ages, but I always thought that sex work community would be a big part of my life forever. Lately I can barely bring myself to read the Slack group that I’m in with some local sex workers, or look at the Facebook groups. I’m mostly in the closet about being a sex worker at work, which feels very weird because I’ve always been open about it with pretty much everyone. I’ve been dropping hints for a while, like mentioning that I’ve bartended at strip clubs and talking about friends who are escorts, to gauge reactions and no one seems weirded out. But I’ve only told my main work buddy the whole truth, and that was only recently.
Working for the census was actually super interesting and I’m so glad I did it. I was working in my immediate neighborhood so I got to see the insides of practically every building that I walk past all the time. It was also really challenging, especially as we got close to the end and only the really difficult, hostile cases and buildings that no one had been able to access were left, but for some reason I was really good at it. I actually felt like I used some of my rusty old stripper skills of approaching people with confidence (even if I had to fake it), reading them instantly to decide what approach to use on them, and getting them to talk to me. I also became the master of getting into apartment buildings, whether I had to charm a resident who was coming or going into letting me in, take off my badge and turn my census bag around so it just looked like a plain messenger bag and follow people in like I lived there, or sneak around the building looking for any unlocked door or ground floor window into a public hallway (yes I did climb through more than one window). I liked the challenge of closing cases that 10+ people before me had failed to do. Every person that got counted will bring approximately $30,000 in federal funds into the community over the next ten years, so I was determined to get people counted no matter what and felt awesome when I succeeded. I met a lot of nice people, and some real assholes. Quite a few people slammed the door in my face. Several landlords threatened to call the cops on me, even just for asking them to let me into the building. One person vaguely threatened my life/safety (said if he sees me on the property again I’m gonna regret it). Awkwardly, he lives on the next block down from me and I walk past his building all the time and he’s ALWAYS out on the front porch and he keeps yelling at me to stay the fuck away even if I’m walking on the other side of the street and not even doing census work. The most hostile landlord I dealt with, who grabbed my arm and physically shoved me out of the building and claimed the cops were on the way, she lives on site in the building directly across the street from mine, so I’m really hoping I don’t run into her. But overall it was a good experience and I’m already hoping to work the 2030 census.
What else? My new cat Johan has lived with me for seven months now; I guess he’s not so new anymore. He’s still sweet and good and having no health issues from his FeLV. I’m happy that summer is over and the best part of the year is starting. I’m rewatching BTVS from the beginning right now. I’m suffering through terrible season 1 but I know it’ll get better soon. My life is pretty boring, I mostly just work and watch TV. I was working too much with the census, doing like 50-60 hours a week between my two jobs. I’ve never been so tired in my life. So it’s a relief to have some free time again. I’ve been able to pay my rent and bills lately without too much trouble. Despite all the turmoil in the world, I guess things are going okay for me.