The Giz' Mopper

OK, this one is touchy, but I can't resist to write it up.

So, here goes.

I used to work, as a consultant, as a certain giant in the computer industry, a company whose initials start with 'I'. And they have this facility in a Northeastern State, in what is generally considered part of New England. I worked there for a very long time. Hmmm, they have a fine cafeteria. Full of good things during the luncheon hours. Tasty sandwiches. I used to love their tasty Liverwurst sandwiches. So good!. There were two guys who manned this station in the cafeteria, and they were masters of the art of making tasty Liverwurst sandwiches.

Hmmm. So good! Let's solidify the concept of the tasty Liverwurst sandwich in your mind.

Now, half way between this facility and my home at the time was a small store. It was easy to pass by and not see. It was tiny. It was a peep show place!

Now, if you don't know what a peep show place is, and you don't see where is blog entry is going, there is something askew. But I will continue. - Read the title of the blog entry, please!

A peep show place is a store you go into, and in the rear there are several little booths. You go into a booth and sit on a little bench. There is a place to insert a nickel or dime or quarter, whatever. And then a video comes up on a screen. It is always of some woman displaying her 'private parts'. OK. In some fancier places, there will actually be a real woman on the other side of the screen, and you can actually touch her. But in this place, it was a video. Not even a very clear video.

Now, after a 'while', you finish your work, and leave.

There is a guy working there - the giz' mopper - who has the job of going into the booth after you leave, and mopping up the floor with a wet mop.

Well, surprise to me, I stopped there one night, and there was the giz' mopper - OK, all together now - the Liverwurst guy from the cafeteria.

OK, I don't know how to end this one. I am at a loss!

Rich