by Mariam Williams
Last week, I saw a story on Good Morning America about the modern meaning of Sugar Daddies. At the end of the video, reporter Andrea Canning said, “So money can’t buy you love, but it can buy financial freedom. These websites say they’re actually seeing a spike in the number of members with the shaky economy – unemployed women looking for an easy way out.”
As I find fewer jobs each week that will hold my interest for longer than a month or that will be a step up in pay or skill level, and the expiration date for my unemployment benefits looms closer each day, I start to wonder how I’ll feel when the deadline actually arrives. I picture the humiliation of begging the state for an extension in benefits. I don’t know what the process is, but I can see a meticulous investigation into my job-seeking efforts for the past six months … A hearing of some sort to determine whether or not I looked hard enough for new employment … An official from the Office of Employment and Training telling me I will be required to lower my standards, to accept a salary below the requirements I originally stated on my unemployment benefits application and to accept work outside of my field … Sending the 30 days written notice to my landlord … Selling all the possessions that I won’t need in my mother’s house … Posting a picture of myself in full makeup and a form-fitting shirt, baby shorts, and stilettos onto a Sugar Daddy website … Surprising my landlord with six months’ worth of rent and a description of the new car now occupying my parking space … Hanging my head in shame the first time I see my Sugar Daddy out in public with his wife …
Nope. Not going there.
It’s not exactly a question of morality, and it’s not the Sugar Baby’s morals I want to debate. I willingly admit to occasionally having used feminine wiles to lure an unsuspecting (and sometimes fully knowing) man into paying for my drink, my dinner, or a movie. In the name of the semi-full, slightly narcissistic disclosure and invited voyeurism that having your own blog promotes, I’m also willing to admit that if I hadn’t found the job from which I am now laid off, my next step would have been to either join an escort service or start my own. (And I mean an overpriced date, not a prostitute.) But this time, I’m not willing to go there.
This time, I’m finally in a place where I’ve tried enough jobs that I thought would be careers to know much of what I don’t like. I haven’t zeroed in on the perfect combination of what I do like – at least, the scope isn’t precise enough for me to throw tens of thousands of dollars at tuition towards a masters degree somewhere – but I’m getting there. More importantly, I’m learning about God’s faithfulness and provision, and about my own spending habits that need[ed] to be corrected. I’m also rebuilding my confidence in my skills, gifts, intuition, and abilities. I know how to make an old apartment more energy efficient without asking the landlord to do massive, costly repairs that he wouldn’t do anyway. I’m writing consistently, for an audience of more than one, and helping other adults who haven’t written in years. I can sense, even from descriptions filled with euphemisms for boring, clerical duties, when I won’t like a job (and I don’t apply for it). And I’m able to withstand many quiet hours alone with my computer and a daily ambush of new ideas about what to do next. As much as I would like free rent and a new set of Manolos to go with it, a Sugar Daddy couldn’t buy me the perspective I’m gaining while I’m living life laid off.
However, I realize that this isn’t everyone’s point of view and that my relatively simple financial situation is probably not the standard. So if you’re registered on a Sugar Daddy website, contemplating becoming an escort, or otherwise thinking out of the box, leave a comment! How far would you go to stop living life laid off?
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