It makes the brain weep

I hope folks will forgive me for being a bit sparse with my posts of late, been just a touch too busy or distracted to plunge into getting a new post up with the speed I would desire.

Be that as it may, I think there may be something in the water. I had yet another customer ask me whether we have any lube and if so, where it would be as they were standing less than a foot away from it. I'm used to such unconscionably stupid questions, but it's almost unheard of to have such a few number of days between repetitions.

I truly wish I could relate that was the extent of the mental trauma this twerp sought to wreak upon my long suffering psyche, but this guy was a train-wreck of oblivious idiocy.

Here are a few of the highlights of the barrage of questions he directed to me.

• Are the guys who can't get dates the ones who buy pocket pussies?
• Do you have any five thousand dollar sex dolls?
• Which lubes can be used in the vagina?
• Can you get AIDS from any of those lubes?

The first of those got him a firm reprimand. All sorts of people buy toys.
A sex doll with a price-tag of five grand is such a niche purchase that I cannot ever see justifying locking that much capital into an item that will probably wait for years before selling, if ever.
A lube that can't be used vaginally isn't much of a lube and is not going to be a good commercial seller.
An unopened nationally advertised lubricant is not going to contain HIV. Where the fuck did he ever get this idea?

All I can do is pray he never manages to breed.