For some reason I always run into hobbyists. I guess I get around! I always just stare blankly and then approach them by placing my hands on their chest and saying "rawrrrrr purrrrrrr" lol I'm kidding. I see them and move on... I want to continue to play with them so I don't do anything to jeopardize that.
wow! if i saw Pep at the store i'd throw myself at her feet & beg her to take me home! OH WAIT- I'M DREAMING! IN THE REAL WORLD!, I would NEVER speak to a provider NO MATTER where we were at! her privacy,as is mines, is something i would never violate! i may PM her later to acknowledge i saw her! but DISCRETION is a sacred cow to be honored at all times>>IMHO!
Ah, I run into hobbyists often. I never say hi, no disrespect but I don't know how far is the wife. If they see me and try to tchat a bit then I don't mind.
As if workin out with all the hot women isn't tough already. If I spotted a provider at my gym I'd have to hit the pool after about 15 mins. of daydreaming.
If I see you, I'll ignore you. If you see me please ignore me. If you say hello, I'll treat you like a perfect stranger and perhaps introduce myself. You never know who is around. Family members, coworkers, friends can ask way too many questions that I rather not answer.
Personally if a provider were to see me and come up and chat I wouldn't mind, though I would only nod or smile if I ran into them. Don't recall running into a provider outside but then again I'm on the SW side and most roam the northside of town.
Never had the pleasure, but it would be fun. If I and she were both alone, I'd say "hi" at least but certainly not infringe myself on 'her time', though the few ladies I have seen have all been genuinely sweet ladies and good conversationalists and if one were to grace me with some 'small talk' it would be a treat. If either of us were with someone (SO, child, whatever), a subtle nod and a smile.
I ran into a provider at the mall a few months ago. We stopped and chatted a while then we went into the pub and had a beer. Of course someone spotted me and called my S/O.
I explained that the provider was a model and former photo student and we discussed her portfolio.
Being a photographer excuses almost everything. She even knew that I knew T. Brown and was in her so called "trick list" which was actually her book of phone numbers. The three of us had drinks at the downtown Marriott . But you see I only knew Miss Brown as a photographer. A guy has to make money someway and photogrphy doesn't pay much. <evil grin>