Does fucking Jesus get you any kind of perks at the mall?
Not really, I mean, he’s just a member of the cleaning crew.
Knock yourselves out, doesn’t bother me any. Hell, I have been known to go to strip clubs with mrAru. Back in the day we were living in Tidewater Virginia, quarter beers and 10 cent wing night with strippers was Wednesday at the Enlisted Club at Fort Story. I didn’t even care when the guys from his division and he would go to the Log and Lantern or the Fuzzy Grape here in Connecticut after work once and a while. It isn’t like they were going to a brothel, nothing wrong with naked or mostly naked bodies.
It doesn’t really matter whether it bothers you or not; I think he’s talking about our brand new set of rules here regarding objectifying things in threads not relating to the subject or something like that.
Anecdotes prove so much of nothing.
I thought based on the thread title that the OP stumbled into a Spencer’s Gift Store for the first time or something. Dead Sea Salts? Oh my. That’s ever so much worse.
Oh my god, I bought a huge Jar of the Sea Salt scrub and a nail polishing kit! And I’m a guy!
My wife couldn’t stop laughing.
Somebody ask Acsenray for the time while I give him the hot foot!
Are you in a gay Mexican brothel? And why are you guessing? Didn’t you introduce yourselves?
I had a “jarring” experience at the mall recently. It wasn’t a kiosk, it was a new store in a high end mall. This French guy pulls me over and says do you want to try this eye cream. So he sits me down and shows me a few different skin creams and waht they do and how awesome they are, and proceeds to tell me that one jar costs about $150. But that he can offer me three jars for $300. I say no, and then he says well let me give you my card, and pulls me over to his desk. He then takes me close to him and whispers and says just for you, I will do this, but don’t tell anyone. I will give you this one jar for $100 and then give you these 2 jars for free. He then pulls out receipts showing how people spent upwards of $600 in the store. I was like wth, are you a car salesman sheesh! I finally said nope sorry can’t do it and got the heck out of there.
This happened to me a few years ago. I was walking through the mall and a woman walked away from the kiosk to grab my hand. She pulled my hand just close enough to touch her chest and she rubbed the cleanser on my hand slowly and sensually. I think she even asked if I had a girlfriend. She said the product was $90 and that broke the spell for a minute and I started to leave. She said that she was the manager and, just for me, she would sell it to me for $45. And sucker that I am, I bought it. I felt like such an idiot as I was handing over my money.
It doesn’t bother me that they use sex to sell things. It does bother me that I was so susceptible. I like to think that I learned from the experience but I’ll to wait until the next time it happens to see if I learned anything.
I like to think myself as a guy who doesn’t let his dick control him but gentle touch from a pretty girl can still leave me powerless. Even when I know it’s fake.
I think you have things backwards. Compare a typical mainstream tv show or magazine aimed at men to a typical mainstream tv show or magazine aimed at women and it’s pretty obvious which one has ads dripping with sex.
I hate being lied too.
If they wanted to hang up pictures of naked women in the grocery store to encourage me to buy carrots, I’d be happy to buy my carrots there. It’s like clean floors and good lighting: I like pictures of naked women.
On the other hand, the hard sell described wasn’t about sex: it was about a relationship. That makes makes me angry and hurt. It’s not just the lie, it’s also that they are dishonestly taking advantage of me at my weakest point. What kind ot low-life does that?
Eh. Nine requests for wedding pictures in one single thread (every single one of which went unacknowledged) suggests otherwise. You know you can photoshop or paint something over your face, right?
It was an irish brothel. You can see why I was confused.
obligatory Mitchell and Webb commercial
I was going to post that.
Except for about my penis, not yours.
I wish malls would prohibit these booths from approaching the customers. It’s just another reason I hate going to the mall. The malls are going for the short-term gain by renting to scammers and losing customers in the long-run.
I had a similar question about so-called jewelry cleaner. I was at the “product sales” section of the county fair where several different booths were offering free ring cleaning, to show off how wonderful their cleaner was. They take your ring, rub their cleanser on it, and then wipe it on a white cloth. What comes off is dark gray & they brag about how dirty your ring was & how clean it is now. So I took that same ring over an aisle, to another booth selling the same jewelry cleaner, and let them do the same thing. Then I could point out how the LAST cleaning didn’t do a good job.
Seriously, the cleaner must turn their cloth gray, right? Same as those “detoxifying” foot pads. They’ll turn black no matter what!
I read in the Wall St. Journal an article about how salespeople are recruited from countries like Israel for kiosks because they are much more comfortable doing the grab-and-hard-sell than are Americans.