Sunday, September 1, 2013

Porn Tales 12

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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