So I don't hijack the 'Slut Shower' thread, here is the story I sent in to the most recent update, along with Miss Jeanne's wonderful (and accurate!) response:
When my boss got engaged, a co-worker threw her a bridal shower and invited most of the women in the office. (A faux-pas in itself, since most of us weren’t invited to the wedding – but as the wedding was 3 hours away and most of us couldn’t have gone anyway, nobody really seemed to mind.)
I wasn’t able to attend the shower, but my co-worker “Kathy” told me what happened. Everyone got there, and the hostess announced that this would be a sales party shower, with the guests expected to purchase items. This was not mentioned in the invitation!
And of course, it wasn’t just any type of sales party; it was a sex toys sales party! Just what you want your co-workers to see you purchasing! Kathy had brought her elderly mother, and was mortified. (Luckily, her mom had a good sense of humor about the whole thing.) I don’t know if people purchased items for themselves, the Bride, or both - and frankly, that’s information I’m just as happy to do without.
EWWWW! Not only would I not want my co-workers to know what type of sex toy I buy, I wouldn't want them to even have a teensy hint that I could be the type of person to own and use them. Nor do I want my work experience tainted with the knowledge of what my co-workers have purchased for their off-work pleasure. I can see it now.... "Now Jeanne", the elderly senior secretary said, patting me on the arm matronly, " I really didn't think you were a 'jiggly fluffy bunny' kind of girl. Between you and me, I've got my eye on that 'raging bull horns of love' thingy."