“Luxury Bridal Shop Clerk Mocks Woman for Her Looks, Learns She’s Engaged to a Millionaire in Shocking Twist”

Rude Clerk Mocks Poorly Dressed Lady in Luxury Bridal Shop, Soon Learns She’s Marrying a Millionaire — Karma Story
Betty was shopping at an exclusive bridal boutique for a dress for her impending wedding. Betty utilised her kindness as a tool for karma after being shunned by a coworker due to her attire, imparting valuable knowledge to the employee in the process.

Mike took great care in anything luxurious and worked for a high-end bridal shop. He was a little judgmental because he was really materialistic.

Betty, an elderly woman, entered the store one day. It was a quieter day at the business than usual, with just Mike and his coworker Cassey working.

Certainly not the typical consumer the store had been dealing with, Betty was. Her clothes were out of style and her hair was dishevelled, making her lack a sense of style.

Betty had never been one to give her appearance much thought. She was never the materialistic sort and thought her inner beauty was more valuable. Furthermore, she wasn’t really able to shop where she was that day due to her job.

Betty was going to marry in the summer, and she had made up her mind to make the most of this special occasion. Mike was texting on his phone and gave her a disgusted frown as she entered the store.
“Whoa, what a surprise! On the way to bingo night, I believe someone got lost. Just take a peek at that hair. Just terrible,” Mike said to Cassey, his coworker.

“Observe, ma’am. Would you mind if I simplified things a little for you?
Mike, it isn’t fair. She is a client, and as such, she should be treated the same as any other. Please assist her now. Cassey said, “I need to grab some of the new stock from the back,” and he headed to the storage area in the backroom.
Mike ignored Cassey and rolled his eyes while he kept texting. When Betty tried to talk to Mike in an attempt to catch his attention, he ignored her.

“Sorry, young man, could you please help me?” Betty smiled broadly and asked.

“What do you want?” Mike shot back angrily, keeping his nose buried in his phone.

“Don’t be unpleasant. All I need help with is finding a wedding dress. I’m getting married this coming—” Mike became irate and forcefully interrupted Betty before she could finish.
“Observe, ma’am. Would you mind if I somewhat simplified things for you? I can tell from the way you’re dressed that you don’t have much money. A few blocks away is a thrift store where you can find gently used dresses. Mike remarked, “I’m sure they’ll be able to help you.”

“Oh. And you can tell all of that just by looking at it, huh? Disappointed, Betty asked.

“My dear, don’t take it personally. I’m trying to help both of us. By doing this, we avoid squandering each other’s time,” Mike shot out, refusing to even look at Betty.

“Um. Alright. “Well, all I can say is, at least have the decency to respect me as an elder, if you won’t respect me as a customer,” Betty remarked.
“Yeah, whatever,” Mike replied nonchalantly as he continued to text.
A different client entered the store, and this one appeared to be more like the kind of client Mike was used to. She exuded wealth as a housewife, with a stylish gown and a recently done manicure. Compared to Betty, she was younger and more glamorous.

With a big smile on his face, Mike happily jumped up to assist her right away. Betty could not have expressed how stunned she was by his abrupt attitude shift.

“Hello there! Oh, my goodness, you look so beautiful! With what can we assist you today?” Mike inquired with the other client.
Cassey came out of the backroom at that very moment, carrying a crate containing some of their new inventory. Cassey saw Betty’s angry expression and quickly set the boxes aside to assist her.
“Hello, ma’am! Have you received assistance yet?” Cassey smiled broadly and asked.

“No, it appears that your colleague believes I’m not worth the time. Could you please assist me?” Betty said as she turned to see Mike laughing artificially with the other customer.

“Oh, please ignore him. What then are you trying to find?” stated Cassey.
“I’m trying to find a wedding gown. I want to go all out because I’m getting married this summer,” Betty exclaimed with joy.

“Well done! A wedding in the summer? Sounds lovely. I believe I may have just what you’re looking for. Cassey called for Betty to accompany her, saying, “Follow me.”
“You’ve heard what they say about assumptions, right?”

Cassey selected a few gowns for Betty to try on. In the end, Betty found herself drawn to one of the priciest gowns. The other customer, meanwhile, tried on a number of gowns, took photos, and went on to the next.

“I apologise, ma’am. You’ve tried on nearly eight different gowns and taken photos in each one. Which one are you planning to purchase?” Mike inquired, attempting to conceal his annoyance.
“Well… The other client nonchalantly remarked, “You know what, I don’t think I’ll be getting,” while snapping another photo.

“What? Did you really plan to purchase anything?” Mike lost his cool.
The customer handed Mike the dress back and added, “Listen, between you and me, I just needed a couple of snaps for my social media,”

“Are you serious?” Mike enquired, surprised and irritated.

The consumer chirped, “Sorry, dude!” and walked out.
Mike glanced over at Cassey at the till while Betty unzipped a bag containing large amounts of cash. In addition to purchasing the most costly garment, Betty left Cassey with a $5,000 gratuity. Mike had to make sense of what he was seeing because he was in complete distress. He stammered out a few things as he walked towards them.

“Well… That’s pretty much the tip, ma’am,” Mike muttered, apprehensively clearing his throat.
“Mister? Betty said indifferently, “Not so long ago, I was granny.

“Oh no! That was simply some lighthearted conversation. If only I had known that. Before Betty interrupted, Mike attempted to clarify.
“What if you had known? that I’m not required to buy at secondhand stores? You are aware of the adage regarding presumptions, correct? Betty stated icily. Mike was embarrassed and couldn’t disguise it.

With a broad smile, Betty turned to face Cassey. “Thank you, Cassey. You’ve been a huge assistance. Yes, I’ll see you at the wedding.

Yes, Betty, of course. It brings me joy. And thank you for the invitation,” Cassey remarked, leaving Mike in disbelief as Betty left the store.
“I—I—I don’t understand,” Mike murmured as he attempted to interpret the recent events.
Cassey had to giggle at her colleague’s poor decision-making. She went on to say that Betty was a nurse who was getting married to a billionaire widow. He was in ruins and had a fractured leg when he was brought under her care at the hospital where she worked.

Betty was unaware of his wealth. They fell in love while he was recovering, and when he was finally released, she found out he was a prosperous business magnate.
Mike was utterly perplexed and irritated by his own bias. He should just use it as a lesson the next time he feels tempted to assume something about someone, Cassey suggested. She attended Betty and her family’s wedding that summer; it was a ball, and she enjoyed it with them.

What lessons may we draw from this tale?

A book shouldn’t be judged by its cover. Mike blindly followed his own demise because of his prejudice against Betty based on her beauty. Had he not regarded her so severely, things could have turned out better for him.
No matter how someone looks, treat them equally. Mike would have received a nice tip and that invitation if he had treated Betty like any other customer rather than making her feel less than.
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