Slinging Smut
After being injured on a construction job site in 2004, Krude
was dealt a crushing blow of reality: My days of doing physical work for a
living were over.
Rehab for the surgeries I had took around 10 months. During
that time I collected a nice weekly Workmans Comp check. And drank. And drank
some more. Not much to do when your body is on the mend.
So knowing my career being on construction sites was kaput,
I had to think of different ways to make $. Lucky for me I have friends in the
construction business that taught me estimating and drafting. But during my
time training for these new skills I needed work. So leave it to another friend
who managed a porn shop to help me out by giving me nights and weekends selling
porn movies and sex toys. Best worst job I ever had. Here are some true stories
from me being a smut slinger.
**My first day on the job at the porn shop was just training
on the register and cpu. A phone call came in and I was told to answer it. The
caller wanted to know if we had 'Stop! My Ass is on Fire volume 4' dvd
in stock.So I put the caller on hold,checked the inventory,then got back on
the phone "Sir,we only have volumes 1,3, and 7 on hand here now. We can
order it for you and have it here in 2 days". His reply was " No
thanks. I need it RIGHT NOW". Click. Welcome to porn retail Krude.
** The porn shop I worked at had a few locations. So there
was a written protocol for daily maintenance to the shop that had to be done.
When I looked over the maintenance instructions I discovered a few rather
scuzzy 'details'. This included using a scraper in the bathrooms while
wearing rubber gloves during cleaning. WTF!? Lucky I lived a few blocks from
the shop if I needed to use the shitter.
** There was a Chinese take out place next door to the porn
shop. One night the main cook from the Chinese joint came into the porn shop on
his break from cooking. He recognized me and smiled. Then started talking in
his native tongue about what he needed to buy from me. Suffice to say I didn't
understand a word he said. Then he made a motion with his arm towards his crotch
denoting a hard on. So I showed him some non Rx dick pills. He nodded no. I
showed him a dildo. Still no. Then he looked toward the lubricant section and
found what he wanted: Stay Hard cream. He paid with cash. Borrowed scissors to
cut the tube of cream open. Then walked backed to work with a smile on his
face. I never ate at that place ever again.
It was usually the straightest looking people buying the
kinkiest porn. I used to get offered booze,drugs,VIP access to top clubs etc..
by the regulars to the shop. A good day at the shop brought in $1500. Not much
action. The company had a steadfast rule of NOT using the cpu to watch porn
(?!?!?). But it was ok to watch smut on the dvd player behind the front desk. Great
work if you can get it. If you don't mind living low rent style.
So in closing I am sharing a pic of myself on my last day
working at the porn shop.During my time working there the two items I am
holding in the photo were the only items that never sold. Tons more stories to
tell about slinging smut for cash. Ask me in person. It will be worth your
time. Cheers!
VHS porn > Streaming porn
KK
@kapn_krude
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