First contract?

Getting a contract is a little like dating. Actually, its a LOT like dating. I go out on these vanilla, nice-nice first dates with beta-males. Men who have no actual potential to excite, stimulate, or understand me. Sjors may have decided to compromise, but I don't seem to have that capability any more (It left me somewhere between the ocean in Cape Verde, the "I can see you, Asshole" to Mac on FB, and the "Fuck you" to my old organization when they tried to shove me into traffic). I smile, try to think of ways to keep myself entertained and to leave them feeling positive about themselves, and then I walk away with no intention of ever meeting again. I can't become something I'm not. And I'm unwilling to compromise my core self for someone else's expectation. Better to be alone than to be with someone who isn't your match.
So, imagine my surprise when a company wants to bring my own business in for consulting. (Not the Evil Corporation. This is a company that makes something valuable.) These men know what my company offers, they know its strengths and its weaknesses, and they're going to actually build a consulting contract. No shit. I'm a bit dubious until I've cashed the check, but it looks like it might take. It feels good. Like finding a lover who does a decent job in the bedroom and whom you actually respect and like.