There was one thing hard to miss at the newsstand where I bought my cigarettes today. It was this new magazine (which I had already bought last week), which was plastered all over the deck, on the awning and clipped on the strings they use to hang magazines. I’m thinking, man, she’s a hottie on this cover.
Then I get home and the phone rings with the ID showing an unknown number.
Hi, this is May, um, did you scan the cover of ‘Shape’? Can you email it to me cos I don’t have a scanner?
Um, yeah I scanned it. OK I email you. What’s your address?
Later, I called my contact to verify if my number was given to her. In case it was a prank. It wasn’t.
Sometimes, I am pleased I used to be talent scout par excellence. You never know when a hottie will call you for a favour.