A customer came up to me today and asked
me questions about what men use when they’re "by themselves." I took him over to
the pocket vaginas and gave a vague description of how to use them. This only
confused the poor guy, so I went into more graphic details, including the
classic finger into the clenched fist routine.
One of the more awkward things about working in an adult store is trying to figure out what terms are appropriate to use when describing body parts. It feels funny telling someone they’re supposed to put their penis and testicles into the stretched rubber of the vibrating dual-headed-cock ring. At the same rate, it feels just as strange using the words cock and balls to a customer in a retail setting.
This customer went onto explain how he and his fiancé were living together, but they were still waiting to have sex with each other. They were both in their 40s, had been previously married and were not virgins, but still wanted to save intercourse for their wedding night.
“No kidding!” was his repeated phrase as I answered his questions about everything from anal plugs to ball gags, the whole time wondering if he was for real or if this was all a rouse that was giving him some sort of sick thrill.
After 45 minutes of sexual education from me, he didn’t buy anything.
One of the more awkward things about working in an adult store is trying to figure out what terms are appropriate to use when describing body parts. It feels funny telling someone they’re supposed to put their penis and testicles into the stretched rubber of the vibrating dual-headed-cock ring. At the same rate, it feels just as strange using the words cock and balls to a customer in a retail setting.
This customer went onto explain how he and his fiancé were living together, but they were still waiting to have sex with each other. They were both in their 40s, had been previously married and were not virgins, but still wanted to save intercourse for their wedding night.
“No kidding!” was his repeated phrase as I answered his questions about everything from anal plugs to ball gags, the whole time wondering if he was for real or if this was all a rouse that was giving him some sort of sick thrill.
After 45 minutes of sexual education from me, he didn’t buy anything.
Situations like this always leave me wondering if people are really so naive that they don't realize that the answers to their questions could easily be answered by visiting the internet. I chose to work here and expect questions like this, but I can't help but think it would be less embarrassing and awkward to do a little research on your own. But a lot of folks decide it's easier to come ask questions and give intimate personal details to a stranger behind a glass counter.
Then I start to think about how sheltered some people are. Granted, with my experiences I'm pretty jaded, but I'm surprised to see people come into the store that don't know what a dildo is. I know there are people like this in the world, I just wouldn't expect them to come into a porn store.
On the upside, it does help break-up my shift.
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