I’ve been toying with the idea of different things I can do from home to supplement our income. I think we’re actually doing alright, but I have this itch to make money. Like I need to start setting aside extra for the upcoming winter. Squirrels are getting fat… It’s gonna be a hard one.
Anyway, quick quiz. Which of the following have I NOT contemplated doing for extra income:
- Part time work from home remotely.
- Crafting items to sell on-line and at craft shows.
- Offering tech support and computer repair locally.
- Flagging down cars and offering a strip tease.
Okay, I lied. I’ve contemplated all of these. I mean, I only contemplated the strip tease thing briefly after reading about a woman arrested for flagging down cars and offering a strip tease for cash, but it did cross my mind. I mean, it’s like when someone says “don’t think about Margaret Thatcher and Ronald Regan having sex,” and then you picture it, even though you didn’t want to and now you can’t unthink it.
Anyway, I say good for this woman. Very entrepreneurial of her. Way to make a business out of limited resources. I mean, we all know sex sells. If we want to play stereotypes (in a comedy blog? GASP), men love the sex. Rumor has it that’s all they think about. Sex, and maybe cars. And if a guy’s already in a car, his next thought is probably sex. AMIRIGHT?!??
Whatever you want to say about stereotyping guys, this entrepreneur and this blogger aren’t the only ones to do so. In Maylasia, a car wash offered free sex after your tenth car wash.
The car wash had partnered with a local “massage parlor.” The wash had a punch card-like system, and once you hit your 10th car wash, you could exchange it at the “massage parlor” for sex. The article states that police had done a raid and “many” of the the customers had reward cards.
What? That car wash was the best in town! They had a hot wax option, great buffers, and really knew how to clean out the under-carriage.
Dammit. Now I can’t get the images of naked Ronald Reagan out of my head.
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I feel like the massage parlor got the crappy end of all that.