Today was the first time I've been touched by a customer when it was
super unwelcome. I'm normally very quick to back away, or sidestep, but
mostly people realize that any sort of physical contact with me is
taboo. I had a guy in today, quite scruffy, who initially didn't want to
talk to me. Eventually I put him at his ease and he told me how his
wife's libido has dropped, so that when they finally do have sex he only
lasts a few moments. I recommended a delay spray for him, and a libido
enhancer for her. He then started reiterating his problem, and I began
to suspect he was just talking for the sake of it. "But I mean, my
arousal is no problem, all it takes is-" and he caught me off guard and
stroked my right arm "to turn me on." In my head I was on fire with
rage. There is nothing acceptable about involving me like that, the
physical contact on its own was enough of a violation but the
implication made me want to punch him in the throat. In my head I was
transforming into a super-saiyan so I could blast this pathetic dreg of
humanity off the face of the planet.
Externally
I assumed a cold smile, and took a half step back. It was possibly the
rapiest thing anyone has ever pulled, and while I was mad part of me
also wanted to hide and just scrub my arm until I felt less soiled.
After my step back and a complete 180 from my previous chirpy demeanor
he seemed to sense that he'd crossed a line and left soon afterward,
promising to bring his wife in with him. I hope to never encounter him
again.
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