Customer: “So… I’ve been talking with one of your co-workers…”
Customer: “I told him that I want to learn more about [whispering] dark spirituality. And he suggested I speak with you.”
Me: [that sideways head thing dogs do when they’re confused]
Customer: “So maybe you and I could discuss [whispering] dark spirituality sometime?”
I’m not quite sure why he felt the need to whisper, considering he had no problem asking if we carried “alligator clips for tits” a couple of minutes before. Nor do I have any idea what he means by “dark spirituality,” although my guess is that he’s looking for an NC-17 interpretation of Wicca versus anything related to Jungian shadow work or Luciferianism.
Either way, I’ll be happy to share whatever knowledge I have with him, even if he’s going to come away disappointed when I don’t offer to initiate him into the Sordid Underworld of Ritualistic Naughtiness. And on the off chance he’s an actual, earnest seeker, I’ll of course do whatever I can to be of assistance.
But secretly, in the back of my brain, here’s how I hope things play out (click to embiggen):