9 WOLFIEOur storefront is packed.
No, not just packed. Slammed. There’s been a line running from the register all the way to the front door for over an hour.
Couples and solo visitors buzz up and down the aisles, stacking luxury vibrators and pink-labeled tubes of vegan lubricant in their arms. It’s mayhem out there. But the best kind of mayhem is mayhem that makes you money.
I’m not too humble to take credit for the crowd. After all, it was my idea to start our Black Friday sale a few weeks early for in-store shoppers only. It’s a win-win—we get to clear out old inventory before the Christmas stock comes in, and customers certainly seem happy with the lower prices.
“Ooh, what does this do?”
One customer’s voice cuts through the noise so sharply, I can hear it all the way from the bac
