Doormen on apartments wtf???

[bootboy]

Ageed. This whole thing about being an obvious punter with a phone to your ear is bullshit.

When my chauffer parks up my Aston Martin in a dodgy area of Dublin and I'm on the phone and punching numbers into the keypad, I'm not visiting my mum.

[nonpareil]

I don't want the hassle of having to fob off doormen.If an escort knew this problem existed and didn't tip me off beforehand , I'd be more than pissed off.

Annabel is a regular visitor to escorts so knows clients would love to met doormen for an oul chat and a bit of banter.

Doorman:can I help you sir?

Client:No thanks.

Doorman:May I ask the purpose of your visit to this building sir?
We've had some problems with people hanging around the stairwell with phones pressed to their ears.

Client:Uh, yeah...visiting a friend.

Doorman:May I enquire as to the name of this friend?

Client:Ahh. ..Kinky Miss Jezebel in apartment 69.Forget her surname.

Doorman:Very good sir.Carry on and smile...you're on camera.

[Cassandra]

Anybody else had any dealings with doormen when visiting apartments?

Today I was meant to see a girl staying at an apartment block I had never been too. I walked around the area, getting my bearings and finding out where the door was. I phoned her when I got to the place and she told me the floor number and room seperately while I was at the keypad. I couldn't hear properly as it was quite windy and she had hung up so I walked round the corner and texted her and she told me the floor number was ** and the room was *.

When I went back to the keypad, I looked and noticed the numbers where 4 digits so I didn't know if the room was 0*** or just *** so I scrolled using the arrow keys to see if I could see a pattern for a few seconds when I heard the door going. I just assumed it was someone leaving and I would just go in as they where leaving seeing the girl knew I was coming. I turned around to see a big guy in a suit who asked me quite sternly if I was ok. I freaked as suddenly the girls room information disappeared from my head and I was thinking if I answered it would lead to more questions, so I was "nah mate I'm ok" and got away from there pretty quickly. The girl phoned me and I had to apologise as tbh I couldn't go back to the apartment block after nervously getting away from the inquisitive man at the door. I had a bad feeling about it as with the new law and a previous feeling with another girl who nastily said "I can't see through walls" when I was trying to visit her, I did and it was horrible, so I declined trying to go back to the apartment.

I sent her a text explaining in a non flustered way, as was when I was on the phone, about the guy, so far she hasn't texted back so I don't know where I stand with her now. She sounded ok on the phone and not angry but I'm not sure if I am banned from visiting her.

I think in my panic and shock at the question I probably reacted wrong, but what would you do in the same situation?

Panty wetting like this helps Noone. You met a fine bird at the pub last night and now you're going up to see her. You paused because you forgot the bleeding rubbers and you're afraid she's gonna think you're a weirdo, talk as you walk in and if he tries to stop you be like "what are you 'er dad?"
Rentacops all seem to have a thing for throwing their weight about. Lols

[nonpareil]

Not worth the hassle.

[annabel taylor]

Ageed. This whole thing about being an obvious punter with a phone to your ear is bullshit.

You could be talking to anyone u only presume everyone knows because ur guilty

I always told my clients about the doorman had a few pick up a parcel for me at the desk..

I agree on telling someone

But I like to give detailed instructions so there no horn idiots wandering about my building

[nonpareil]

You could be talking to anyone u only presume everyone knows because ur guilty

I always told my clients about the doorman had a few pick up a parcel for me at the desk..

I agree on telling someone

But I like to give detailed instructions so there no horn idiots wandering about my building

Until there's doormen everywhere. ...not worth the hassle.

[annabel taylor]

Annabel is a regular visitor to escorts so knows clients would love to met doormen for an oul chat and a bit of banter.

Doorman:can I help you sir?

Client:No thanks.

Doorman:May I ask the purpose of your visit to this building sir?
We've had some problems with people hanging around the stairwell with phones pressed to their ears.

Client:Uh, yeah...visiting a friend.

Doorman:May I enquire as to the name of this friend?

Client:Ahh. ..Kinky Miss Jezebel in apartment 69.Forget her surname.

Doorman:Very good sir.Carry on and smile...you're on camera.

I do visit escorts social visits I don't pay for there company there blessed my wittyNess anyway I sometimes bring food tho
I visit lots of people never ever seem to have an issue tho

Coz I'm not a pussy

[annabel taylor]

Until there's doormen everywhere. ...not worth the hassle.

Letting u in the door I'd imagine isn't worth the hassle for 100 quid either

[nonpareil]

The thought had occurred to me.
However not relevant really .
You will know who you are visiting , whatever name they use where they live and you're not one of these jumpy , twitchy , suspicious male types who don't seem fully certain where they are going.

[nonpareil]

Letting u in the door I'd imagine isn't worth the hassle

for 100 quid either

I stick to 50 euro.
Doormen are far too high falutin' and rich for my blood.