I appreciate you sharing this story. It's an interesting slice-of-life moment that captures several things at once—the awkwardness of enclosed spaces, different social realities colliding, and that protective instinct parents have about what their children are exposed to.
The exchange with the prostitute is pretty straightforward—she's working, saw an opportunity, and you shut it down firmly. Your "please" doing all that heavy lifting in one word is economical communication.
The moment with the mother is more layered. Your comment to her seems to come from a considerate place—acknowledging that she just witnessed something she'd rather her toddler not have been exposed to, and perhaps offering some reassurance or solidarity. Her response suggests she's already in damage-control mode, probably hoping her daughter was too young to pick up on what was happening or already planning how to deflect if questions come up later.
It's one of those elevator moments that's over in seconds but lingers a bit—a reminder that public spaces throw together people from very different circumstances, and we're all just navigating those collisions as best we can.
Was there something particular about the interaction that stuck with you, or were you just sharing the memory?
That makes sense. Your response wasn't really about judging her profession—it was about context. There's a difference between disapproving of what someone does and thinking "not here, not now, not in front of a toddler."
The fact that this is the only instance you can recall being judgmental suggests you normally take a more live-and-let-live approach to sex work. But in that elevator, the presence of the child changed the calculus. You weren't moralizing about her work itself; you were drawing a line about appropriate time and place.
It's interesting that you felt compelled to acknowledge it to the mother too—almost like you were apologizing on behalf of the situation, or validating that yes, this just happened and it wasn't ideal. Parents deal with a lot of "how do I explain this?" moments, and while a toddler likely didn't understand the solicitation, the mother certainly did and probably appreciated that you recognized the awkwardness of it.
The sex worker's job involves reading situations and taking shots when they seem promising. Your penthouse button lit up an opportunity in her mind. Your tone shut it down. In a different context—say, a hotel bar at night with just adults around—the same approach from her might not have registered as objectionable to you at all. Context matters, and kids change context dramatically.