Plastic Sex

So, there's a new assignment at work. The owner of the company makes
a company, it doesn't make him a millionaire overnight, so he decides
to start something new while the previous company is still not quite
finished. I started here for one company, and have since been moved
to another project. About three days into that one, I was made aware
of a third business and told to get the web stuff up an running for
it, but haven't been given anything to actually put on the web page.

And the reason might be because there is... yes, ANOTHER project. And
this one is... sex toys.

Oh yeah. They initially asked me if I'd be bothered dealing with sex
toys. My response was, "Bothered? I deal with them at home, why not
at work?" They explained that they would be selling them, etc., and
asked if I had any questions. "I DO have a question. Do I get an
employee discount?"

They laughed, apparently not realizing that I was serious.

So today, in the office space usually used for another retail
business, I'm doing research on sex toys, looking through retail
sites to get brand names and locate the manufacturers. Naturally, I
know most of the brand names anyway, and most of the manufacturing
plants are very close to us (I live in the porn capital of the world).

So here I am, sitting at my desk, with screenfulls of sexual toys
scrolling by, when the one woman in the office who knows nothing of
this other project walks by :)

After her initial shock, I explained what was happening, then brought
in a colleague to reassure her that I wasn't just making excuses for
looking at dildos on a work computer.

I hated this job when I started, but I'm kind of liking it now. And
it's not even hard (pun intended).