The Museum of Men who Tried it

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Every profession has repeat characters.

Mine just happen to open with “hi”, ask “u available?”, lead with “how much?”, negotiate like they’re buying a second-hand Audi, or feel compelled to explain how successful they are before we’ve even exchanged pleasantries.

After a while, you start recognising the exhibits.

Some disappear without a trace. Some think my website / advertisement is optional reading. Some genuinely believe confidence is a substitute for manners.

The heads on pikes are, of course, symbolic. Each one represents a message that was quietly ignored, or blocked without a second thought. No witty comeback. No explanation. Just a one-way ticket to the museum archives.

Thankfully, they’re all safely preserved in the museum now.

Admission is free.

Booking with me isn’t.

Here is a post where I expound on enquiry etiquette vis-ร -vis me ๐Ÿ™‚

Here is also a link to this wonderful exhibition I visited while abroad.

Support your local Museums, here’s a current favourite of mineโค๏ธ

๐Ÿ’‹Until then,

Ada

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