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I used to work in a supermarket where the girl on the deli counter cut off the top of her finger in the meat slicer, but was made to finish her shift before going to hospital. You can now pay £100 to shoot zombies in the store's empty shell, haunted by poor dead nine-finger deli girl. Tell us your tales of the old retail experience, from either side of the counter

(, Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
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Photo shop
Before digital cameras and picture phones gave us an easy way to create our own erotica, enthusiastic amateur snappers of bedroom antics had to entrust their intimate images to the local photo-processing lab.

My first Saturday job was at a large high street camera emporium and much of our trade was sending off film for developing and printing. For the record, no it wasn’t completely automated, yes staff reviewed orders for ‘quality control’ purposes and no, that wasn’t always completely at random. But I digress.

One day in walked a rather ample lady, plain featured, wild hair; think a younger Susan Boyle on a good day. She’d lost her counterfoil slip for her photos, which was fairly common and not really a problem. I took the name and picked out a couple of possible candidates.

“We’ll just check if these are the ones” said I, opening the first pack and fanning out a few prints on the counter. Her various children craned their necks to see the exciting new family photos.

I looked down, then up, then down again. The enduring horror is probably a combination of my embarrassment, the images themselves and the realisation that those kids had just seen their mum, recumbent, legs akimbo and exhibiting her frankly astonishing muffro to maximum effect.

All I could manage to say as she hurriedly gathered up the pictures and stormed out of the shop was

“Yup, those are definitely yours….”
(, Fri 11 May 2012, 14:22, 10 replies)
What was astonishing about it?
Out of scientific interest...
(, Fri 11 May 2012, 14:35, closed)
It looked like The Predator's face.

(, Fri 11 May 2012, 14:37, closed)

T'was the extensive, overgrown and unkempt ladygarden that sent me running for the mind bleach; "Like Terry Waite's allotment" to coin a phrase...
(, Fri 11 May 2012, 14:52, closed)
A badly packed kebab, maybe?

(, Fri 11 May 2012, 16:24, closed)
dropped on a barbers floor

(, Sat 12 May 2012, 12:18, closed)
At Boots any saucy pics were passed around the canteen, so that when the people involved came in to collect the snaps, all the staff already knew who they were
(, Fri 11 May 2012, 14:55, closed)
worth it just for the wonderfully descriptive noun "muffro"!
(, Fri 11 May 2012, 15:16, closed)
Back in the late 1980s, I thought I'd solved this problem
I certainly wouldn't take any left-handed photos to Boots - did anyone NOT expect them to be passed around? So I thought I'd cracked it by buying a polaroid camera.

The first time I tried it with my GF, however, I discovered that the basic ones could only focus down to 1.2m ... and it's really, really difficult to hold/point/operate a camera that far away from your own pounding pink parts! Lots of pictures of the ceiling, a foot, or blurry pink blobs with perfectly focused wallpaper in the background. Sigh.

Bought a closer-focusing model the very next day...
(, Fri 11 May 2012, 15:59, closed)
I had a friend who worked at an overnight processing lab
He'd regularly get a couple of rolls of porn from Steve in Leicester to develop, so he just made sure to develop a set for himself as well
(, Fri 11 May 2012, 16:09, closed)
Of course these days, with mobile phones
Anyone can take live footage of fledgling pop stars noshing them off...

Assuming it happens, of course. Bloody kids don't know their born etc.
(, Fri 11 May 2012, 16:26, closed)

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