In
the porn shop we used to get defective tapes. I say tapes because
DVD's came along much later. I would say about 95% of the time a
customer brought a tape back because it didn't work that it meant
that they were unhappy with the choice they made. I get it. There
were lots of different reasons why people weren't happy with the porn
they got. It was too short, not enough sex, or the guy that was on
the cover didn't get fucked.
The
line that everyone wanted to use and DVD's killed was “The tape is
broke.” They would then mention how they tried it in three or four
VCR's and it didn't work in any of them. Then I would pop it into the
small, cheap ass TV/VCR we kept at the counter and sure enough it would work fine.
This
is why I can say I have watched more gay porn than many straight men.
One
day this old, Black man came in. He came in often and I actually
still see him in the neighborhood. His eyes always look like they are
watering and he wears those Blue Blocker shades from back in the day.
So he brings back his six tapes and says that two don't work. I try
them and they work. He demands free rentals. After every ten tapes
you get one free one but if a tape was actually broken you'd get a
free one on the spot. But people liked to take advantage of the free
rentals and just flat out lie. This guy was lying.
He
asks for the manager and surprisingly he was there. He ends up just
giving the guy the free rentals because he's a chicken. I already
didn't like my manager and this solidified it. For any manager of a
retail shop reading this, stick by your fucking employees. It makes
an employee feel so shitty when they know they are right and you
immediately side with a customer trying to rip the shop off.
So
this dude gets four more movies and two free ones and heads home to
beat off. He brings the movies back the next day (new releases were
one day rentals) and I ca see by the look on his face that he is
ready to argue or something with me. By that point I didn't give a
damn. I had already been at the porn shop for a couple years and
couldn't bring myself to stay pissed as this freak. He was an old man
coming to a porn shop and renting hours worth or porn while likely
hiding his sexuality from his grand kids.
Fuck
him.
So
I rent to him as if the previous day didn't happen and he starts to
look like he is suffering from the guilties. He knew that he lied
about those tapes but he couldn't say anything now. I would have shut
his account down so damned fast if he did. Yes, I was that guy. After
I stopped working there I would and do still see him at the bus stop
and whenever I do I give him snake eyes. I know who he is and I hope
he knows who I am. I also hope that he couldn't jerk it to those
tapes he got when he didn't earn them. I want you to earn that nut!
Wait. What?
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