On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 16
(I am a 22-year-old female working in a movie rental shop in 2007. We have a large adult movie section with a separate entrance. The counter has a service bell.)
Service Bell: *ring*
Me: “Hi, what can we do for you today?”
Greasy Old Man #1: “I am looking for p*rn, with young, submissive women who look as if they are put under pressure to act in the movies.”
Me: “Um…”
Greasy Old Man #1: “What can you recommend?”
Me: “I don’t know; I haven’t watched the movies. Go look for yourself.”
Greasy Old Man #1: *wanders off in the section to browse*
(Later, the service bell rings again.)
Me: “Hi, what can we do for you today?”
Greasy Old Man #2: *slightly embarrassed* “Yeah, umm, I am looking for adult movies. Can you show me where they are?”
Me: “Sure thing. Just right around the corner.”
Greasy Old Man #2: “Okay, thanks.”
(The customer comes back after a few minutes and we go through the whole renting process, scanning his card, scanning the movie, etc.)
Greasy Old Man #2: “So, where are your video cabins?”
Me: *dumbfounded*
Greasy Old Man #2: “I want to watch it now. Oh, wait; you are not a p*rn cinema?”
Me: “No.”
(I gave him directions to a specific area in the city, where he would find everything he wanted.)
Related:
On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 15
On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 14
On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 13