I work selling cellular telephones for one of the big three cellular companies. I’ve been doing it for about eight years almost and sort of started to become jaded, assuming I’d seen pretty much everything. Then the other day working in Metrotown I saw something I hadn’t expected to.

An elderly middle class couple came in with a phone that’s about two years old. It was one of the early camera phones that the network carried and I hadn’t seen one for at least a year. I asked them what I could help them with and they said they couldn’t figure out how to delete photos from their phone and they’d like to delete a photo. I asked them to show me the photo and pulled up the list of photos.

The photos on this phone aren’t named anything except a series of number representing the picture’s file name, so it’s impossible really to tell what photo is of what. They pointed to the top photo in the phone’s file list and I deleted it. I then showed them how to delete photos and said, “Now you can also look at the photo first and then delete it from there.”

To demonstrate I opened the picture and was… well the picture was of a young(ish) man from his belly button to his knees with no clothes on and fully… at attention.

And so now, I’ve seen everything.

I coughed and turned the phone’s screen away, “Is that the picture you wanted to delete?”

They said it was. I deleted it and then they gave me two dollars to buy myself a coffee with for my help though in some places I would have had to pay them to look at the tiny pixelated image of a man’s erect member.