In two years, it’ll mark the 30th anniversary of my high school graduation. Good ol’ Class of 1998 here. I have not attended past reunions for two reasons: my weight, and I haven’t exactly lit the professional world on fire. I didn’t enter adult video until 2003, and, according to my math, that’s a whopping 5 years after graduation.
Insane, right?
Anyways, I went to school with some individuals that would go on to become doctors, lawyers, bakers, and candlestick makers. I went on to work behind the scenes in porn, and don’t get me wrong, I love what I do. But it doesn’t translate well when meeting a now-married former classmate and his wife:
“Doron, what do you do these days?”
“Oh, I edit porn and give Romeo Mancini ideas on storylines. Additionally, I take time away from my rendering computer to sift through coupons for El Pollo Loco.”
Do you see how that could be off-putting? Again, I love what I do. But most women don’t want their boyfriend or husband watching adult videos. Anyplace. Anytime.
And don’t get me wrong, I ended up returning to college for my Bachelor’s in Criminal Justice. Plus, I’m contemplating a return for my Master’s degree. So it’s not as if I’m void of goals and/or motivation. Maybe it’s a sense of jealousy I’ll feel when talking to someone in a higher tax bracket than me. Who knows.
Maybe I’ll attend my reunion with Harley Love. Maybe I’ll bring Romeo Mancini and shoot both of them near my old locker. Free location fee sounds good…..Maybe I should have gone to college for a degree in Business.
