A few years ago I took a "graveyard" cashier/clerk position at a
24 hour adult video warehouse complete with 15 coin operated
preview booths as well as 10 video preview booths.
During the course of my (2) years there many, many things
"went down", no pun intended.
The most memorable incident happened on a Friday night.
It started normally enough. Punched in, counted my cash drawer,
checked the VCR's, ect...
About (3) hours into the shift a guy comes up to the counter
and says: "Hey man this dude just walked past me and he was
completely naked!". Of course I countered with the typical
"Get the fuck out of here" response.
"Seriously man check out the booth area that's where he was headed",
he said and proceeded to literally get the fuck out of the store.
So now I'm faced with a dilemma, do I go back there and confront the
freak and maybe risk life or limb or do I take this guys word and
call the police. Now there was another clerk working with me at the
time but all this guy seemed to do on the clock was prepare his
quarter and dime bags for the following days sale.
Finally I decided in an instant that this was a defining moment in my
pathetic life. I would confront this maniac dammit. To hell with
caution besides I had my trusty steel pipe under the counter
to protect me from anything and everything except bodily fluid.
I strapped on a pair of rubber sanitary gloves and grabbed my
2 feet of law and order. I told the other clerk to get the phone
and be prepared to call 9-11. He nodded and went back to
removing shake.
I need to take a break at this time. It's too trumatic to go on right
now. Jesus Christ I'm kidding! Please check out my next post for
the conclusion to this sick tale.
24 hour adult video warehouse complete with 15 coin operated
preview booths as well as 10 video preview booths.
During the course of my (2) years there many, many things
"went down", no pun intended.
The most memorable incident happened on a Friday night.
It started normally enough. Punched in, counted my cash drawer,
checked the VCR's, ect...
About (3) hours into the shift a guy comes up to the counter
and says: "Hey man this dude just walked past me and he was
completely naked!". Of course I countered with the typical
"Get the fuck out of here" response.
"Seriously man check out the booth area that's where he was headed",
he said and proceeded to literally get the fuck out of the store.
So now I'm faced with a dilemma, do I go back there and confront the
freak and maybe risk life or limb or do I take this guys word and
call the police. Now there was another clerk working with me at the
time but all this guy seemed to do on the clock was prepare his
quarter and dime bags for the following days sale.
Finally I decided in an instant that this was a defining moment in my
pathetic life. I would confront this maniac dammit. To hell with
caution besides I had my trusty steel pipe under the counter
to protect me from anything and everything except bodily fluid.
I strapped on a pair of rubber sanitary gloves and grabbed my
2 feet of law and order. I told the other clerk to get the phone
and be prepared to call 9-11. He nodded and went back to
removing shake.
I need to take a break at this time. It's too trumatic to go on right
now. Jesus Christ I'm kidding! Please check out my next post for
the conclusion to this sick tale.