Fear & Loathing: The Mile-Long Club

Each Friday, a PW intern who would — for obvious reasons — like to remain nameless, shares her experiences working at Franklin Mills.

This week, I spent 45 minutes listening to my coworker have phone sex with her imprisoned boyfriend (as opposed to her live-in boyfriend, her baby’s daddy and the girlfriend that she “platonically” makes out with every weekend).

After one-handed sexcapades weren’t enough to satisfy her boo, she put the horny little prisoner on speaker phone so that she could use both hands to feel herself up – in the middle of the store. I can only assume that this was per his request. (I would also assume that this sort of thing would unnerve most customers, but since Franklin Mills is riddled with debauchery, people passed by without so much as a second glance toward the salesgirl moaning in the middle of the mall.)

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