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Originally Posted by SleazyDream
6. Did you take the job at the adult book store to read porn all night? Talk about the jerkoff booths.
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I worked in an adult bookstore in college. It was easy, the pay was good, I liked watching porn. Got a nice discount as well.
Most of the time it wasn't too busy so I'd watch porn, do schoolwork or read.
What was always busy though, were the boothes in the back. For the uninitiated, guys sit in these little boothes with a curtain and choose from several porn tapes to watch. And then you, uh... watch them. You can thank Ruben Sturman for the jerk-off booth.
No, I didn't have to clean the boothes. That's always the first question everyone asks. My dealings with the boothes consisted of powering them up in the morning or off at night.
The bad thing is, the boothes took tokens rather than quarters. Some people, in lieu of using the change machine in back, would constantly come up to the counter to get tokens. I grew a distaste for seeing the same people over and over, but they are the same people that are buying your products today. So as long as you don't have to look at them, I guess it's all good.
Oddly enough, as I was working here, I ran into a friend who told me he used to have the same job. I asked him why he quit and he told me one time a guy came running out of a booth up to the counter for tokens. When he got there and held out his hand, there was jizz dripping from it. My friend called the manager and told her she had 15 minutes to get to the store before he left.
My strangest experience was with this big awkward dude who always used to just hang out in the back. I thought he was gay, but wasn't sure. He was awfully stupid though, that's for sure. He'd kind of just mill around waiting for guys to come out of the boothes. I never saw him say anything to anyone, which I found strange. So I'd go stroll into the back to see what the hell he was doing and he'd scurry into an empty booth. A little while later, I'd see him milling around again. Eventually, he'd just leave. Creepy.
Another fun story about the porn shop is the amount of married men rolling in to check out gay porn. There were a lot of them, and this was in a town of only 60,000 people. Makes you wonder how many married guys have fantasies about hitting another dude. A lot, I suspect.