(Warning: Long rambling stream of consciousness with a point and a question buried somewhere pointlessly within. Go to about the sixth paragraph if you want to save yourself.)
OK, I think I’ve gone off the deep end of some imaginary cliff of deranged mongerdom. I’ve allowed my daydreaming and fantasies about the hobby to mix irresponsibly with my uncontrollable penchant for over-analysis and anal-retentiveness. There’s little hope for me; save yourselves while there’s still time. If you don’t you’ll end up as sad and organized as I usually find myself. My spreadsheets have taken over, and I’m simply a slave to their whisperings.
My latest depravity: I’ve been thinking about the Del Ray, and the nightly negotiations that you’ve been describing. The dreaded “Cienâ€, the ensuing tango towards something more reasonable, and the relationship all of that has with your ability to “Hablo de ole Espanolo por favoro†(Why do people add an “o†and think that’s now somehow comprehensible Spanish?). Anyway, my twisted daydreaming about this has led to an idea (to be used against me one day as evidence of my sadness).
The girls are trying to get Cien, and we’re trying to get a good experience. Now there are many among us who wouldn’t pay Cien no matter how she rocks your world. She could be Elizabeth Hurley swinging from the chandelier with her ankles tied behind her head while you __________ (insert depravity here) for four hours, and you still would say that’s worth $60. That’s fine. You’re set in your negotiations and you’ll probably get much more tail for far less money than I ever will. But then there are others of you who will simply pop a Ben Franklin around your todger and as long as she brushes against you long enough to pull it off, you’ll consider that a meaningful enough experience to warrant having just given her what might be three weeks salary to most people in her country. That’s fine too, if you have the money and don’t mind ruining it for the rest of us, you careless bastard. I’m somewhere in the vast middle ground, shy of being a Chump, but also far from being a Cheap Charlie.
Trying to reconcile those extremes while still getting what we consider our money’s worth, and doing so within the confines of whatever market you happen to be playing in, is the Holy Grail of our hobby. It’s the subject of our musings and comparisons, and the point of boards like this. There is no Holy Grail, or magic key that unlocks all scenes the same way. That’s one of the most interesting things about this hobby. The scene in each country is just a little different, and sometimes wildly different. And you must master them all to get your money’s worth.
So I’m considering my upcoming trip to SJ, and trying to overcome my personal hurdles in that market to get the best deal. I don’t speak Spanish. I’m not Tom Brady. I’m not willing to hemorrhage cash unnecessarily. But I’m clean. I treat girls quite well. I won’t take her whole night with TLN. I’m not a cheapskate. And she’ll almost certainly orgasm, if she cares to. And that’s where my inner-geek took over. How do I get them to stop talking about “Cien†to walk out the door when I’m not against ending up paying Cien if she’s giving me everything I want for the length of time I want? And how do I conduct that negotiation in detail enough when she doesn’t speak English and I don’t speak Spanish. I’m not going to agree to Cien and then have her Starfish on me and be ready to jump up in 30 minutes and hit the door.
This is where I need your input on two things (after which you can laugh at me for dreaming). Setting aside the language barrier for a moment, would a Del Ray girl (I know we’re dealing with a range of girls, hypotheticals, and we can shift the $ in any direction you see fit) be interested in agreeing to go with a guy if the deal is that he’s willing to pay $50 for the date. But they both understand that he’s willing to generously Propina for BBBJ/BBBJCIM, MultiPos, Culo, Toys, Digits, DFK, real GFE, no clock watching, no whining, etc etc etc. She’s going to get $50 if she’s a PITA and ready to bolt. But if she knows she’s going to give up most of those things and do so with a smile she’s going to bank $100 - $120. If she’s giving up the menu, GFE, and for three hours, I’d have no problem paying a decent ransom, especially if she’s giving up all access. Would you?
I’ve heard it said that most of the quality girls are reluctant to agree to certain things if she sees you going girl to girl looking for one who will do X, and will do it for $60. She can’t afford to be the girl who says yes after all the others have said no, and now they all know she agreed to X for Y. But if you’re offering $50 as a base rate FS to walk, and generous Propina for her confidence to be able to please you for the rest, then actually she appears to be confident in her ability to please you, and not agreeing to any specific act.
Let’s introduce the language barrier, and then see two solutions. I can’t negotiate any of that, and make her confident that she’s going to get paid a decent rate, and not just the $50 because of the language barrier. And I would have a hard time laying out an entire menu of the things I want and pricing each without tripping up in the language net. And even if I was, her assurance that she’ll do X for Y, doesn’t mean she’s not going to be a PITA about it, Starfish, and bolt ASAP. To many, all this is half the fun. To others, it’s unbearably frustrating. To me, I’m usually fine winging it and it all works out. But my aforementioned tendency to daydream incessantly about the upcoming events, makes this whole conversation emerge from the surreal into realm of fixation.
So, could you print out a little card (and laminate it of course since you’re unbearably anal). With two sections. The top section has the Base Rate you’re willing to pay printed with Spanish language that shows that it’s simply the Base Rate. Then the balance of the card has a menu of things you like and want, and an explanation that her willing participation in these delicacies, and while doing so with a smile, and for an extended period of time will entitle her to a generous Propina, which you would have no problem with reaching into triple digits, should almost all of them be on the menu (all in Spanish of course). That’s the first option version. The other option version would have the Base Rate at the top and actual prices you’d be willing to tack on for each menu item on the bottom, including attitude and time periods if you wish. A third version could be one with blanks next to the items for negotiation. If you’re a total Poindexter, you could carry a little dry-erase pen to write and erase your negotiations back and forth. You can see why this discussion has long ago devolved into a sad reflection on my organizational longings.
Under this scenario the two of you could point and negotiate without anyone else knowing what you were agreeing to, and with both of you knowing exactly what services you’re trying to engage, and at what price.
I will state for the record that I’ve been mongering all over the world for 20 years now without such a depraved and sad little aid. But I will also admit that I’m twisted enough to think that it would be a benefit, and would probably have gotten my hands on one if someone else had thought of it and printed them.
In the end I’m sure I’ll just do what I always do and spend months preparing extensive research, spreadsheets, and detailed maps (my heart skipped a beat when I saw Prolijo’s and GetRythm’s maps), with cheat sheets and reams of research, all to be ignored and discarded when I actually arrive and just play it all by ear and see what happens. I do it every time. But to me, this sad little exercise is half the fun.
So, what do you think? Would a cheat sheet/crib notes card be of use for negotiations? Or will she have a problem with the whole underlying notion of going for X with Y as Propina?
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