9 to 5

I'm at work for the last time. All alone with over 65,000 porn videos and Stockholm's largest collection of sex toys. It's been both disgusting and charming, a cool and awful job at the same time. I've encountered the most disturbed men, watched heroin addicts sneak in and lock themselves into our cabins--yes, wank cabins, as I call them-- seen the likes of every peculiar fetish and been hit on by disgusting old men, but I've also had the chance to help a lot of people improve their sex lives. Shy and awkward women have come in with worries of never reaching orgasm or wanting to try something new but being quite afraid of stepping out of their comfort zone. Men have come to buy heaps of toys for their wives in hopes of finding something that will tickle her fancy, asked for advice when buying lacy lingerie, or just come in begging for help, not knowing where to start. Those moments have been really nice somehow. Because I've been there too, that first-time sex-toy-shopper with no idea where to start. This job has been perfect while studying because it's an incredibly calm desk job and I often can sit and study or do my homework. Aside from that I honestly don't have to give a fuck about anything here, no stupid social rules or dress code or proving anything to anybody. I expressed before that I am no longer capable of tolerating stress in large, regular doses, which means that cafe and restaurant jobs were out of the question, as was taking care of kids. As far as part-time, on the side of my studies types of jobs go, this one has been pretty great, but the time has come for me to move on because I'm starting to despise this job as well as pretty much every other job I've had. I usually tire after 6 months and if I stick around too long I develop this awful depression that usually results in a meltdown and a need for me to do something radical. Happens every single time. But this time I quit as soon as I started to feel that tingle of combined boredom and anxiety over not doing what I want to. I'm just not gonna be one of those people that works at a company for 40 years, 9-5. Never gonna happen. Well, either way I have 2.5 hours left at this fine--ahem--establishment and I won't miss it.