Racked is no longer publishing. Thank you to everyone who read our work over the years. The archives will remain available here; for new stories, head over to Vox. You're hosting a bachelorette party βor maybe it's a birthday party.
You want to make the occasion memorable. Hot guy memorable. Attentive, hot guy memorable. And you don't want a stripper. In some cities, you might be hard-pressed to hire a gentleman who will wear a tux while refilling champagne glasses and serenading a crowd. In San Francisco, you just book a Manservant. We've been intrigued by the idea of Manservants since hearing about the company over the summer , so we jumped at the opportunity to sit down with The Ladies of Manservants βfounders Dalal Khajah and Josephine Wai Lin and Director of Hustle Annie Pariseau β to ask the questions that have haunted us for months.
Just in case you doubted, let's be clear: This is a real company, and it's not an escort service. The Manservants dream started as a joke The very first manservant was a birthday surprise for Dalal's and Josephine's coworker. They had joked about hiring a hot guy to assist her for a day. As her birthday approached, they turned to the Internet to hire said assistant. Josephine recalls, "We tried to find one on Craigslist and got dick pics galore.
We tried Task Rabbit, but no one's hot on Task Rabbit. So we got a stripper to be that assistant. He was just confused why he couldn't take off his clothes. He showed up in tear-away business casual, which, apparently, is a thing that exists. After realizing that there was demand for a non-stripper service, they decided to create a supply.
Whenever you have a lap dance, the cologne stays on you for three days after. He should be paying me. Or at least buy me a drink first. A Manservant is not an escort. No, really. He's not. Dalal is emphatic that the Manservants service is a form of entertainment βself-promotion on a whole new levelβ but it's not a companionship service.
