It is raining so, it looks like finishing the house cleaning got bumped up to numbra uno. I still hurt from yesterday's cleaning, but my complaint was quickly rejected by the head senorita. Me, I deal with myself quite well, but negotiating with I is a losing proposition. I is a task mistress, a real heartless bitch.
When Me came to negotiate with I, dressed in leggings and crop top, I heard I impersonate President Donald Trump when he met with the hoodlum looking President of Ukraine, a couple years ago. "Well, I see you came dressed for the occasion!"
Well, the place that wants me to model, sent a text I opened this morning. It seems the CEO of the big main company that made the laser 3D AI machine that produced the perfect fitting item that they think I can model better than anyone, saw a photo of me they took when I was trying out said item after completion and final fitting. This middle aged soon to be billionaire, saw my photo and read my story and chose me over 15 other top contestants. I seriously doubt
@Cody Fousnough knows these top 15 contestants, but who knows?
This modeling requires me being photographed at a ranch wearing the stereotypical garb, alongside a horse. Then at a coffee shop, dressed casually, talking to some old very handsome gentleman like it is the beginning of a romance. Then finally at a fine expensive cowboy steak house eating Wagyu/Angus prime rib with a crispy garden salad, laced with crunchy croutons.
All this requiring smiling and flashing my teeth. The problem is I cannot smile and also I cannot keep the 3D AI laser scanned, totally computer designed and machine made dentures, in longer than a couple of hours, because of an uncontrollable gag reflex. I cannot smile or talk clearly while they are in. I can eat and chew my food which is amazing compared to the other dentures that other denturist and dentist made for me that never would stay in place, even glued.
Their dentures are amazing and made crewing possible for me, a miracle. Sadly, the other attributes of dentures are not in my resume. Their promotion of making me smile again, was a failure, but not their fault. I am happy I paid the price, just so I can eat foods that require serious chewing.
I replied that I had to again decline this offer, because I am in witness protection and cannot have my photo all over the internet advertising AI laser 3D machine made dentures. I am hiding from old age and such a photo shoot that might lead to making the front cover of Denturist Monthly and maybe even the centerfold and we all know the grim reaper scans all the old age media, looking for victims.
As
@Von Jones would say, it is a big, "No No Nanette!"
, breakfast & of course some housework !
Have a long call or rather a long listen with an old friend.
