The Krude Experience - Slinging Smut

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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