The day I was asked to become a pimp

On a dreadful day that I shall forever regret, I decided to attend a conference on a day I wasn’t even presenting. I usually present and vanish because neither my mind nor my soul can tolerate the toxicity of academic ego aggressively flying in every direction and for hours on end. Little did I know that such academic egos are way better than an academic in turbulence asking me to become a pimp to satisfy their out-of-control coming-out-of-age-like vulgarly lustful desires.

Lesson Learned? Escape conferences to escape pimping requests not only to escape egos.

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