HDIC

Ahhhh... HDIC.

Today is one of the most celebrated of all Canadian holidays.  Small children get hyper with joy at the mere mention.  Grown men's eyes gleam with anticipation.  The streets run golden with foamy rivers of Molson and Labatt.  Households prepare for it, calendars are cleared, and the country more or less shuts down.

Well, at least it should.

All joking aside, Hockey Day in Canada is one of my favourite days, personally.  Three all-Canadian games, back to back to back, with plenty of fun during intermissions and whatnot.  Sarah Harmer was just on a few minutes ago, and I looooooove her.  I love her even more now that I just found out that she owns a pair of Guy Lafleur's skates from 1976.  *swoon*

(And you have to love anyone who a) was featured on the Men with Brooms soundtrack, and b) did a duet with The Hip.)

Many of my clients used to find it kind of comical that their escort was more interested in bantering player stats and trade acquisitions than, well, whatever it is other girls discuss.  (What do they discuss, anyway?!  I'm curious now -- I'll have to ask around.  Makeup and shoes, maybe?  Or perhaps the state of their vaginae?)

Anyway.

On my Retirement Tour, a really awesome client brought me a special gift.  Well, I got quite a few special gifts that week, several of them quite luxe, but this one made me smile quirkily.  I dig quirky.

The gentleman had been trying to see me for years because of our long list of commonalities -- both from Ontario, both taller than most, and both completely obsessed with hockey.  So, he brought me something you normally don't contemplate bringing an escort, especially upon first meeting: a Maple Leafs throw-back sweater.

Not flowers, not chocolate, not even lingerie.  (The latter is a perennial Client favourite.  Like we don't have enough 'work clothes.'  *sigh*)  He brought me a hockey jersey.  How cool is that??

While many of my clients were irritating, pushy, demanding, or just plain stinky, some were pleasantly surprising.  I made friends of several of them and we still stay in contact.  Unfortunately, due to his bizarre schedule, it's hard to stay in touch with Mr. Hockey Jersey, but every once in a while there's an attempt in either direction.  But, mostly, I just have a fun memory and really awesome sweater.

I'm actually wearing it today.  I was going to wear my old Mats Sundin jersey, but this one looked better with my skinny jeans.  And my cute high-heeled boots.

I am still a girl, after all.