I have the best job in the world. I am around gorgeous women, I have the best stuff, I drive the fastest cars, and my gaming room would put most arcades to shame. But whenever I meet people, they always give me shit about my job and make these crazy assumptions about me – because I model.
Even my guys, whom I love hanging out with – can’t help giving me shit about it. Every single time we go out it’s the same thing:
Them: “Find any new boyfriends today?”
Me: “Nope, but I got to touch xxx breast today.”
Then we’d all start laughing and get back to our game of pool.
See, I don’t understand why there is the assumption that I have to be gay if I model. Do gay guys hold the monopoly on fashion or something? In my mind, a man is always supposed to be well-dressed. I’ve felt that way since I was a kid.
By high school, I noticed not all guys think like me. Most of the guys on the football team with me really couldn’t care at all about how they smelled or dressed. They’d wear t-shirts they found in the bottom of the locker and then bitch about why they got no play.
Me, on the other hand – I left practice ready for business. So, it wasn’t a coincidence that I dated every member of the cheerleading squad by the time I had graduated. The other guys hated me for that, but none of them made the mistake that I was gay… especially not after their girlfriends had anything to say about it.
It even works for the ladies. Most of the girls I work with know about my reputation, but sometimes I meet a new one who doesn’t. Different girl, same thing:
“So how long have you been modeling?”
“Did you always want to be a model?”
“Does your girlfriend like you being around so many girls all the time?”
Like a script, I say the same thing each time:
“A few years.”
“Nope, it just sort of happened.”
“I don’t have a girlfriend.”
Combine that with some direct eye contact, a few touches on their little model hands, and my ‘million-dollar smile’, and she’s on a mission to test my sexuality by the end of the day.
Shit works every time.
Some of the girls even brag about ‘turning me straight’. They believe it until the next girl does the same thing.
And they say I’m the asshole?
What’s funny is – my guys know this. Just like my wardrobe, they’ve never seen me with the same girl twice. (I rarely need to.) Yet, they always have jokes and like to make a big deal about how I make my money. Whatever, I get to work around a whole bunch of women every single day. Plus, I’m never lacking funds or females, and I’m pretty cool with that.
