So some dame came up to me at rich tysons today and asked me if I was represented by anyone. Just like that. Nothing else. She was actually quite attractive and smartly dressed so I bit. I've dealt with models a few times in my advertising days so I guessed that was what she was talking about so I replied (only because my friends were there) by saying "Oh of course. Elite and Ford share me."

She didn't really laugh but still insisted on giving me her card and told me to call her soon. The card has an NYC office. Why the fuck is someone scouting in Tysons VA let alone coming up to me of all people. I had engine grease on my cheek (which I just found 20 minutes ago. How embarrasing.) And well, I'm not the prettiest thing in the book. From what my pretty-boy friend tells me, it's a fairly large firm, not those pay to model bullshit companies you hear about.

Meh, whatever. At least it made me look the dogs bollocks in front of my friends. I'll just let my girlfriend be the pretty one in this relationship.