Hi everyone, recently a sales assistant told my wife that she wasn't "pretty enough" to work in their store – i returned there a few days later for the perfect revenge. My beloved wife, Emma, decided to pursue a job in retail, believing it would perfectly align with her interests.
One day, while at the shopping center, she noticed a hiring poster outside a well-known lingerie store, advertising open positions. Emma eagerly walked into the store and approached a sales assistant.
Despite her enthusiasm, the assistant ignored her until she was right in front of her. When Emma inquired about applying for the job, the assistant looked her up and down with a sneer before delivering a harsh blow: "Look, I don't think you're pretty enough for this job.
No chance. Don't even try.
" Emma came home in tears, absolutely devastated.
My heart broke seeing her like that. But then, anger took over.
Nobody, and I mean nobody, can treat my wife like that and get away with it. I decided I was going to teach that sales assistant a lesson she would never forget.
Hear what happened just a few days later. I went to the same lingerie store, making sure that the same assistant was there, and decided to.
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⬇️ (The continuation, and the full story are below in the first comment)
Emma, my beloved wife, decided to start looking for a job in retail because she thought it would fit her interests perfectly. She saw on a poster outside a well-known lingerie shop that it was hiring one day while she was at the shopping center.
Emma went into the store with a lot of excitement and tried to talk to the sales assistant. Until she was practically in her face, though, the assistant continued to ignore her.
The sales assistant sneered as Emma asked how she could apply for the position before delivering the blow: ” Look, I don’t think you’re pretty enough to work here. ZERO CHANGE.
Never even try. ” Devastated and in tears, Emma returned home.
Her appearance broke my heart. But then rage took control.
My wife can’t be treated that way and get away with it, and I mean nobody. I made the decision that I would impart a lesson to that sales assistant that she would never forget.
Planning the Perfect Retaliation A few days later, I went to the same lingerie store and pretended to be an important customer, ensuring that the same assistant was present. I wore a sharp outfit, exuding wealth and confidence.
The sales assistant with the name “Sophia” on her name tag gave me a fake smile when I walked in, and her demeanor was completely different from how she treated Emma. Sir, good afternoon.
How can I help you right now? ” She chattered.
I told her I was looking for a unique present for my wife while flashing the most charming smile. Sophia’s attitude was a stark contrast to her earlier rudeness as she eagerly began showing me various items.
I silently grew enraged as I listened intently while pretending to be impressed. In an effort to keep her occupied, I inquired about the best sellers, the materials, and the quality.
The Secret I casually mentioned, “You know, my wife was here the other day, after browsing for about 30 minutes. She was trying to find a job.
After a brief moment of recognition, Sophia quickly covered it up. Really, oh?
She exclaimed, “How wonderful,” attempting to maintain her professional demeanor. Yes, but she returned home very upset, I continued.
She told me that someone in the store told her she wasn’t “pretty enough” to work here. Sophia lost all color in her face.
“Oh, um, I’m not sure who would have said that,” she stammered. See, we have very high standards.
high requirements? ” While raising an eyebrow, I echoed.
or merely shallow ones? I wasn’t done yet, though her discomfort was palpable.
Basically, my wife is stunning from the inside out. She was certainly not deserving of such humiliation, either.
“Sophia’s eyes darted around in search of a way out. I lowered my voice and leaned in slightly.
I would like to talk to your manager. Sweet Justice The well-dressed manager, Lisa, promptly showed up.
I told the entire story again, focusing on the insult and how it affected my wife. As she listened, Lisa’s expression became more stern.
She responded, “I am so sorry to hear about this. ” We do not support such conduct.
Could you please enter my office, Sophia? Sophia followed Lisa with a beet red face.
Knowing that my vengeance was already in motion, I waited patiently. Lisa came back a short while later, offered Emma a sincere invitation to reapply, and apologized profusely.
Lisa promised, “We’ll make sure she gets a fair and kind interview. ” The Result When I Got Home, I Gave Everything To Emma.
She was initially hesitant because she was still hurt from the first encounter, but I encouraged her to try it again. She reluctantly agreed.
Emma went back to the store for her interview a week later. She received a warm welcome from Lisa and the other staff members this time.
Sophia had vanished from sight. I made it a point to visit Emma frequently and always with a smile after she got the job.
She did well in her new position and gained confidence every day. Sophia was transferred to a different branch, far from us.
The law had been followed. I am thankful for the lesson learned and the strength gained from it, and Emma and I frequently laugh about it now.
I would always be there to ensure that no one would ever again make her feel unworthy.