When I worked at a movie theatre, I always figured the next step down was splooge-mopper at a porno theatre. I actually would've enjoyed it a bit, if they still had real porno theatres in San Diego, instead of those arcade boxes or whatever they call them in porno bookstores. The Pussycat, I think the last free-standing porno theatre in San Diego was called. Or Pussykat, I think it was spelled. Anyway, that, along with my dismal short-term career prospects, is probably why I enjoyed this porno video clerk's blog. Though I must say, despite her claims, I never exactly considered video store clerk the pinnacle of cool.