"More fantasy from Mugi on the glamours lives of AMP cumbuckets"
Billy, I truly appreciate the comment. Maybe you got me this time. I saw a 007 James Bond movie with my mom when I was 5 years old. Sean Connery was doing a blond and an Asian at the same time. My mom asked me which of his ladies was the more beautiful. I immediately said "the blond." And my mom corrected me and told me the Asian woman was much more beautiful. And that was it. Mom said it; it must be true. Went deep into the subconscious. Its been that way since I was 5 years old. Blame it on my mom. Call it conditioning. I guess I could dispel it and find a new culture, but I won't. (life is short)
When I finally found my way out of blue collar America and came to New York, I finally saw an Asian up close and the conditioning met reality and the rest is history.
But give me a break, Billy. Maybe I just want to be liked. Not just Asians. I tip the garbage men and mailman on Christmas. They pout, too. Who wants to see anyone pout when a few bucks can fix it.
Unfortunately, I am a slave to memory. A few years back a very lovely petite Puerto Rican girl (a civilian) liked me. In reality, her body, face hair and personality was as good as if not superior to an Asian girl IMHO. (she was gorgeous) And I let it slide. Another reason was she was in my work place. (business and pleasure don't mix. But had she been Asian, I probably could not resist)
But also, I grew up in a household that stressed to not be cheap. Mom and dad often said that if you can't afford a good tip, then stay home.
But if you feel that they received enough for the service, walking away is fine. I do it more for myself. My conscience is easily guilt-ridden. (raised Roman Catholic -- masturbation sends you to purgatory -- premarital sex and adultery, first class ticket to the fire pit) I like to leave my session with a smile.
Recently traveling and had a session with a young adult lady. (Asian of course) She was shy and had a very hard time making eye contact. So, the session lacked connection from beginning to end. But she was cute and I chalked it up to either being immature or just did not like me. Anyway, even though the service was lacking in emotional connection and she certainly did not deserve a tip, I mustered up some benevolence and gave her a fine tip and some Asian sweets. She smiled from ear to ear. I got her number and we have been communicating ever since for fun until I travel back there.
If you copulate with a woman, I can't see her not being a "friend" in some translation of the word "friend"-- at least a fond memory.
Its just good sense and good karma to be as friendly as possible with all the critters you encounter while on this stage of life before the curtain closes.
my dudes: there's gotta be room for AMP negotiation: if we all banded together? hey, we could threaten to go on strike: they need us, more that we need them. 
