Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday

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It had been a few weeks since Kathy had come into the store, which meant that whatever else she wanted to do, it all had to take backseat to inventory. It was very weird, going around the store muttering things like, "Nipple clamps, seven sets" and "fuzzy handcuffs, blue, three; fuzzy handcuffs, pink, five, fuzzy handcuffs, leopard, one."

She stopped and looked at her clipboard. "Please tell me that's because we only order one set at a time and not because we sell them so quickly."

And when she was done with totting up the stock still left on the shelves, it was time to go through the receipts to see what had handwavily been sold in her absence and to hopefully clear up any discrepancies between what the inventory sheet said she had and what merchandise was actually in the store.

"Okay, how the heck are we missing nine gallons of lube? How are we even stocking that much? This has got to be some kind of error!"

Ahh, the glamorous life of a sex toy salesgirl.

[No OCD]