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You know, I really don’t even know where to start with this one. My head is pounding horribly and I’m trying to not resort to the use of Ambien and sleep just yet and try to get things done before my shoot tomorrow… All the while, try to handle my phone blowin’ up with business and, of course, drama. FFFFUUUUUUUCCKK that! I’ve got enough of my own right now!

So, my day… Did I get your attention yet? Because this is good…

I flew out this morning to shoot for an internet network who I absolutely LOVE. They’ve been nothing but good to me since day one and have played such a big role in making my name what it is today. On top of that, I’ve always had a pretty damn good rapport with all of the directors, making my days and my shoots with them a hell of a lot easier. They are one of the handful of companies that I continue to shoot with as I step away from the business because I like them so much.

Well, there’s a producer that I have had kind of a rocky relationship with over the last couple of years and, to be completely honest, I have NO IDEA why. The guy makes me a little nervous, but I’m not usually one to tense up. I think maybe I’ve just had one too many randomly bad days on set in his presence which has made interaction a bit rough. However, I approached this producer a while back via email. We exchanged a few, I apologized, he apologized, and we sort of wiped the slate clean. After that, bookings were handled directly between the two of us and all was well. Granted, he knows I’m quite the picky little princess and my anxiety likes to skyrocket at unusual times, we were civil.

Until today.

7:30am flight… I was in the makeup chair around 9:30, done around 11-ish. Well, while the makeup artist was putting the final touches on me, another female talent had just arrived, this one being one that I don’t particularly like and is on my no list, but I kept quiet about it. I casually mentioned to the makeup artist, “Where’s the girl I’m supposed to be working with?”

“That’s her… ********.”

“No… That’s not what my shooting info said a few days ago…”

I went back to double check my emails and sure enough, the girl that had walked in was NOT the one listed on my call sheet. I pulled the production manager aside, quietly, behind closed doors and everything, and asked what the deal was and why talent was changed. Obviously, the original girl cancelled and ******** was a replacement. I explained to him that I would not work with this girl, she is on my ‘no list’ and there was no fighting it… I wasn’t going to do it.

(As a side note, let me explain me choice to add this girl to my extensive no list. She is a hooker. We all know that I’m not a fan. I’m in this business strictly as an entertainment business, not to hook. Yeah, yeah, we’re all having sex for money, whatever. I get it. No use in arguing about it. Most girls do it. I don’t. But most do. I have a lot of friends that do it. Do what you wanna do. However, there’s a big difference between the girls getting paid $2500-$5000 and hour, seeing higher quality men, using condoms and being safe. Then, there’s the dirty ones, with lower hourly rates, turning several tricks a day with anyone and everyone, so desperate for money to blow that they’re not afraid to lose that condom if it means an extra hundred bucks or so in their pocket. It’s disgusting. Yeah, we’re in a business where we all have sex with each other and, in one way or another, I’m having sex with this nasty hooker’s leftovers on camera. But I’m at a point in my career where I don’t even deal with it. If I hear stories or find out some dirty info, I no-list that person. I put myself and my body and my health at risk every time I shoot a scene, so I am not about to put myself in a situation where the stakes are even higher to my knowledge. It’s my body… I have every right to choose who I have sex with, on or off camera. So, knowing and hearing things about ********, she was no-listed long ago.)

When Mr. Producer booked ******** as a replacement, he forgot one important factor when pairing talent… Check the no list! Apparently I’m not on her list, but she was on mine and that’s the one they forgot. The production manager openly admitted to me that it was his fault, he should’ve sent me the info, etc., and he apologized. Regardless, I wasn’t doing the scene. I felt really bad, and I even got teary eyed explaining the situation to the manager because not only did they fly us there to shoot the scene, but I hate to be made out to look like the bad guy in situations like this. But, he kept apologizing, as did I, and he kept reassuring me that it was their fault.

Well… Mr. High & Mighty Producer Man didn’t like this. Apparently he had a bad couple of days and was now going to take it out on me instead of admitting that HE was the one that fucked up and booked a girl without checking with me and now was stuck with two girls, in another state, one of which refused to touch the other even prior to this shoot. Of course, to him, being  that I already have this horrible ‘bitch’ reputation, why not just pin it all on me, right?! The prick had the nerve to have his production manager tell me that I either do the scene or I can just go home. ME?! The one that’s already done with hair and makeup? The one who has been on this scene from the get-go? The one who DIDN’T fuck up in this situation? I was LIVID! I started crying and yelling at the production manager (who I’ve always considered a friend), not yelling in hate, but yelling because, YET AGAIN, Jayden Jaymes is made out to be the colossal bitch when really it was not my fault and I was just trying to do what is right to me. But, of course, you know that after I leave, it’s going to be, “Wow! I can’t believe Jayden walked out on our shoot! She’s such a bitch! We’ll never hire her again!” kind of shit. It’s not fair! But, at the same time, I walked out with my head held high knowing that I stuck to the morals that I have…

Oh, and to top it off, apparently I wasn’t worthy of a kill fee… because it’s all MY fault, right?! And, being that my return flight wasn’t until 6:30pm, I had to fork out $110 to change my flight to get home since they refused to pay it… even though THEY fucked up… Not ME!

Frankly, this was MY scene… the other bitch should’ve been going home… right?!?!?!

While sitting in the airport for 3 1/2 hours, I made plenty of phone calls trying to get the situation handled appropriately so that I’m not made into the bitch and so that this company knew exactly what kind of disrespectful person they had working for them over there. Where I’m at now is expecting a phone call tomorrow afternoon with some ‘options’ for me, whatever that means.

I will say this just to make it very clear. I LOVE this company and have never had anything bad to say about them ever. This producer though… I can’t believe how disrespected and low I feel over my own personal choices to not have sex with someone. This is my health! How do you treat someone that way that doesn’t want to unnecessarily add to the risks she already takes. Those are the actions of an absolutely horrible human being. I hope that something will be said and/or done about the situation now that it’s come to their attention. I would hate for anyone else to be treated so harshly. But, leave it to the ‘bitch’ to go put it on her blog, right? Ha!

(Yes, for once, I left names out. I needed to vent and get it off my chest, but being that I love these guys, I’m not about to put anyone on blast, at least not yet. It’s a great, big, fucked up mix-up solely by this producer and NOT the company, but they’re working on it for me and I greatly appreciate that. Just wanted to point it out, again… This whole ‘bitch’ reputation, for what exactly?!?!?!)

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