24/7

Puh-leeze!!
I'm not happy that my favorite donut shop, Christie's, closes at 4:00. (So do almost all donut shops any more. Drat!)
But that's one extreme. I have so often seen the other. People who claim to be interested in doing anything 24/7.  Well, pray unceasingly works for me. But, anything else? Not.
A lot of slaves seeking Masters (safe and sane, consensual) on http://www.slave4master.com/ claim to want to be in that position 24/7.  And the newer ones even say that they're looking to be kept naked 24/7.  Speaking as a Daddy - a close relative of a Master, but not quite the same thing - that would bore me, I fear. And anybody's little precious who wants Maverick and I to totally support him? Hah! And, think about it, there isn't much work (especially outside of the home) that can be done when you are 24/7 naked.  I list these people in my mind as people who have never tried this thing and truely believe that their fantasies can become realities. That belief is fine, so long as you try out your fantasies gradually and know how long they are really interesting to you.
And even then,  you need the one day a week off, or nearly off. The Sabbath.
I have tried to be a good student at some rather serious live-in classes and retreats. I simply cannot be totally serious for more than about two days. Sorry, just cannot be done, by me.
And be available 24 hours?
Once (well, actually more than once for the basic story, but ...) I was called out of my bed to go visit an escorting client about an hour after bar closing. I was young and not quite as savvy as I am now. I went. I got through the gate security man and knocked and rang for a while on the prospective client's door. The security guard let me know that that, ugh, man (not a Mensch!) had races like this occaisionally, where he would hire two escorts and the one that got there quickest got the job and the other one got totally ignored. The guard was nice enough to ignore me, too, as I took several potted plants from the person's patio as payment for my trouble.
Then, another time, this other guy that called me was a bit tipsy over the phone late, late at night. But I needed money and tipsy money spends, too. Well, he was drunker than I thought. Stayed awake long enough to buzz my car through the gate. Fell totally asleep before I got to the door and couldn't be woken up. And just driving up to the gate didn't activate it. I finally had to wait for the paper man to come in an hour or two later, and I drove out while the gate was still open. Whee! LOL, but true.
So, kids, plan your days and hours off as hard and as hardfastly as you plan your work hours. You owe it to yourself!!