Since giving my notice of leaving, I have begun to get sentimental of all the things I have learned while working at the sex shop. After all, there are certain skills that just can't translate to the non-sex shop world that I am very proud of, but will probably never use again.
For instance, I can clean a male masturbation sleeve in under five minutes. Give me a gross, lord-knows-what covered sleeve, and I slip on my latex gloves, and can turn around a clean, ready to use toy, no problem.
I can also clean various material dildos, including silicone, TPR, plastic, metal, and glass.
I can stock vibrators in a decorative manner to make them look appealing and eye-catching without taking away from their neighbors.
I can up-sale most toys, adding on lube, condoms, other toys, anything I can add-on to the sale
I can organize a jar of crops to look like a bouquet of pretty implements
I can clean off erotic novels so it doesn't appear that creepy people have been sitting in the corner reading them all day
I have a mental list of local strip clubs memorized to refer horn-dog customers to
I can research porn without masturbating or being distracted, and I can do it while customers are in the room and not let on what I am watching