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<blockquote style="position: relative; padding-left: 55px;"><section><a href="https://masto.ai/users/stavvers/statuses/111991700269455556">Another Angry Woman (stavvers@masto.ai)'s status on Sunday, 25-Feb-2024 19:54:54 JST</a><a href="https://masto.ai/@stavvers" title="stavvers@masto.ai"><img src="https://gnusocial.jp/avatar/41495-48-20221127202416.webp" width="48" height="48" alt="Another Angry Woman" style="position: absolute; left: 0; top: 0;">Another Angry Woman</a><div><a href="https://masto.ai/@stavvers/111948525814880973" rel="in-reply-to">in reply to</a></div></section><article><p>santa with a sack full of ass</p></article><footer><a rel="bookmark" href="https://gnusocial.jp/conversation/2676979#notice-5470918">In conversation</a><time datetime="2024-02-25T19:54:54+09:00" title="Sunday, 25-Feb-2024 19:54:54 JST">about 9 months ago</time> <span>from <span><a href="https://masto.ai/@stavvers/111991700269455556" rel="external" title="Sent from masto.ai via ActivityPub">masto.ai</a></span></span><a href="https://masto.ai/@stavvers/111991700269455556">permalink</a><h4>Attachments</h4><ol><li><label><a rel="external" href="https://gnusocial.jp/attachment/2303915">Every sales job I’ve worked has that one item. The white whale. The biggest ticket you can sell. The sale you brag about when you’re chatting with other industry people. When I sold mattresses it was a split king adjustable base. That’s two twin extra long mattresses next to each other to make a king, but each side can move independently. They’re insanely expensive and honestly kind’ve impractical but it was the biggest ticket thing to sell. When I sold sex toys though our white whale was the 20lb ass. It was a female pelvis, a cut out from the waist to the tops of the thighs. It was hyper realistic material and cost about $500. I definitely had bigger tickets but not in one item typically. In my time at the sex shop, I sold three. Each time was completely different in terms of how the guy acted about buying it. The first man was a little embarrassed and shy about it. I was professional and supportive as I rang it up. Once I handed him the receipt he looked at the box. Then he looked at me.</a></label><br><a href="https://s3.masto.ai/media_attachments/files/111/991/683/081/092/124/original/8805aeef2d1f665f.jpg" rel="external">https://s3.masto.ai/media_attachments/files/111/991/683/081/092/124/original/8805aeef2d1f665f.jpg</a></li><li><label><a rel="external" href="https://gnusocial.jp/attachment/2303916">If you’ve ever wondered how big a box has to be to fit a 20lb ass let me just tell you: it’s pretty damn big. It’s an uncomfortably large armful of box and every side has a picture of the sex toy inside on it. It’s not subtle.There was no bag that existed that could possibly contain all that ass. “Hang on,” I told him. I got scissors and tape and covered the box in cut up black bags. Looking relieved he picked up his purchase and left.  The last man to get one was just kind’ve an odd guy. Not creepy, but eccentric. We got along great, and as I rang him up I said, “Well one guy wanted his taped over, and one guy carried it out. What would you prefer?” “There’s no bags?” “No store bags. I think our jumbo trash bags in the back might fit it….?” It seemed rude to suggest putting a $500 item into a trash bag, but he wasn’t bothered. When I delivered it to him he still managed to surprise me. Instead of shoving the huge box into it he opened the box. He took out his new $500 sex toy, and all the little things it came with, tipping them unceremoniously into the trash bag. “There! Now I don’t have to deal with the box later!" I was slightly stunned but agreed that I could easily deal with the trash. Then in a move I still think about with delight he flung the trash bag over his shoulder like a Santa with a sack full of ass and sauntered out the door.</a></label><br><a href="https://s3.masto.ai/media_attachments/files/111/991/685/443/696/983/original/342e7698e8255412.jpg" rel="external">https://s3.masto.ai/media_attachments/files/111/991/685/443/696/983/original/342e7698e8255412.jpg</a></li></ol></footer></blockquote>

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Another Angry Woman (stavvers@masto.ai)'s status on Sunday, 25-Feb-2024 19:54:54 JST Another Angry Woman
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1. Every sales job I’ve worked has that one item. The white whale. The biggest ticket you can sell. The sale you brag about when you’re chatting with other industry people. When I sold mattresses it was a split king adjustable base. That’s two twin extra long mattresses next to each other to make a king, but each side can move independently. They’re insanely expensive and honestly kind’ve impractical but it was the biggest ticket thing to sell. When I sold sex toys though our white whale was the 20lb ass. It was a female pelvis, a cut out from the waist to the tops of the thighs. It was hyper realistic material and cost about $500. I definitely had bigger tickets but not in one item typically. In my time at the sex shop, I sold three. Each time was completely different in terms of how the guy acted about buying it. The first man was a little embarrassed and shy about it. I was professional and supportive as I rang it up. Once I handed him the receipt he looked at the box. Then he looked at me.
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2. If you’ve ever wondered how big a box has to be to fit a 20lb ass let me just tell you: it’s pretty damn big. It’s an uncomfortably large armful of box and every side has a picture of the sex toy inside on it. It’s not subtle.There was no bag that existed that could possibly contain all that ass. “Hang on,” I told him. I got scissors and tape and covered the box in cut up black bags. Looking relieved he picked up his purchase and left. The last man to get one was just kind’ve an odd guy. Not creepy, but eccentric. We got along great, and as I rang him up I said, “Well one guy wanted his taped over, and one guy carried it out. What would you prefer?” “There’s no bags?” “No store bags. I think our jumbo trash bags in the back might fit it….?” It seemed rude to suggest putting a $500 item into a trash bag, but he wasn’t bothered. When I delivered it to him he still managed to surprise me. Instead of shoving the huge box into it he opened the box. He took out his new $500 sex toy, and all the little things it came with, tipping them unceremoniously into the trash bag. “There! Now I don’t have to deal with the box later!" I was slightly stunned but agreed that I could easily deal with the trash. Then in a move I still think about with delight he flung the trash bag over his shoulder like a Santa with a sack full of ass and sauntered out the door.
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