Truth? Ah, what the fug*, why not, I can't embarass myself any more than I have already...
My father runs an online 'adult toy store' (presently offline for complicated reasons), and twice a month I help him set up his wares in one of the rooms at these hotel parties he goes to. Needless to say, I don't actually get paid for this 14+ hours of work, but seeing how I am currently unemployed and living under his roof (nominally to take care of him, but he hardly needs it), and I get into the parties for free, I can hardly complain (too much). While the parties are... lively, it gets old fast when you are spending most of them in one room, waiting for customers to come by, especially after spending 9 hours setting the place up. I while away the time drinking beer and soliciting taste tests from the partygoers, at least when I'm not trying to sell them stuff.
And now, back to our regularly scheduled thread, already in progress...
*With thanks to Norman Mailer's editors.