Fate wanted me to pick up the phone."Hello, and thank you for calling the Gay Millionaires Club," said the peppy voice on the other end. I opened my computer and found a recent picture of myself at the beach, and then typed some cheesy drivel highlighting my outgoing personality, sense of adventure and desire to meet a "successful" mate. "This is a message for Daniel." The woman's voice was filled with personality, energy and ideas of how she was going to find me a rich man.
"This is Judy, president of the Gay Millionaires Club. I need you to come into my office so we can discuss your future."I arrived at my appointment 10 minutes early. Excuse the mess, but if I clean this place up I won't know where anything is." She bounced from her desk to various tables in the office, picking up random files and papers; her two-tone green silk suit fluttered in her wake as she buzzed busily about.
It's nice if you have it, but the fact that you give me some is not going to make me love you.""I wouldn't know. And for the record, I have dated men because they have big dicks.The first thing they're doing is letting everyone know they're rich.""It's a dating service!It's no different from hiring a therapist to help you with your problems.He admits to a quirky sense of humor, he likes to cook, he loves to travel, and he has just as much fun taking in a show in London as he does spending quiet evenings in his backyard jacuzzi.And in his spare time, he is the Speedo-wearing superhero we all know as Superman..." turned into "What do you think your biggest flaw is?" and "Why did your last relationship come to an end? " were then followed by the always-fun "Are you a top, bottom or versatile?This problem is just a very specific one."Langston looked at me incredulously.Apparently his eyebrows were frozen in the raised position.Apparently it takes a guy a while to make a lot of money.The non-millionaires are young-the median age is in the low 20s. Within mere moments of my interview session, "What do you do for a living?