Woman comes in and sells us a Wii game and an xBox game.
She looks 13, so I'm about to ask whether she's 18 since you can't buy or pawn unless you're 18.
She hands over her ID for the transaction. She's 32.
I've had this happen several times. Black women, they can look young!
So my (new) coworker leans back and sighs, he's got some back pain going. She offers "I could give you a massage, my massages are great."
Don: What do you massage?
Woman: Oh, you know back, shoulder, legs...
Alan: How much do you charge?
Woman. Twenty dollars.
Alan: Happy ending?
Woman: The whole ordeal.
It was not a surprise that a young lady was offering her sex services in the shop, but it was a surprise that buttoned-down Alan, who never says anything sex-related, would ask whether she was offering.
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