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Or if you're a generation older, the story goes like this.
The year is 2000. You work at Blockbuster. A man and his child are picking out 2 movies for the weekend. A drunk old man wearing only a bathrobe approaches the counter and loudly asks where we keep the pornos. The man and his child quickly nope out of there and you're left dealing with the drunk.
I actually worked at blockbuster in 2000. Got fired because I couldn’t come in right after getting my wisdom teeth taken out although they begged me to come back after.
Never had anyone ask for pornos lol. Usually you had to go to the video store run by a 60+ year old man or woman for those.
I was on pretty good terms with our manager. We'd write comments in the computer on customer accounts to try to get each other to laugh when we scanned the card. Some of the comments were about the customer, most was just random nonsense. I remember scanning a card and an alert notice popped up with the message "I pooped in the drop box" and I just lost it.
Is the trauma in the room with us now? I jest though, thank you for the share!