I ruined the vibrator man’s day.
Today, just outside of the front gate of my university, I saw a fresh-faced young man selling vibrators. He had his hands full of them, with all the different little accessories on them. They were the shortish type that look innocent, unless you put the phallic accessory on. There were also a bunch that looked like bugs, with vibrating feet.
I wanted to know if he knew what they were, so I went up and asked him. He said he didn’t, just that he had bought them from some guy and was selling them. I said they were “adult toys,” but he protested that they were for muscle massage, and demonstrated on my shoulder. I told him you could use them to massage other places as well, and asked him what the one with the penile-looking attachment looked like. Suddenly, his face fell, and he was totally crestfallen. He really looked like he was going to cry. He said, “Well, I can’t sell them now,” but them back into his bag, and walked away.
I felt really guilty! I made the guy miserable and screwed up his business. I was just trying to tease him! Later on I went back to look for him, thinking I could make it better by buying some of the obvious-looking ones (which I guess would make good Christmas presents), but I couldn’t find him anywhere.
Later, when I told my neighbor about this, he agreed that I should have minded my own business. Ah well.
October 12th, 2005 at 11:33 pm
If not you, someone. I’m sure it was a bad day, but he probably would have felt worse deeper in the project.