“A Sales Assistant Insulted My Wife’s Looks — Days Later, I Served the Ultimate Revenge”

A Sales Assistant Told My Wife She Wasn’t ‘Pretty Enough’ to Work in Their Store — I Returned a Few Days Later for the Perfect Revenge

A rude store employee even had the audacity to make MY wife cry. She took that action solely because my spouse applied for a job at the company she worked for. I acted to correct the problem after hearing my wife’s story. By doing what I did, I made sure the assistant would be careful who she spoke to!

This is a thrilling story of beautiful, pure retaliation! My name is Thomas, and my spouse, Emma, has always had a keen sense of style. Her exceptional taste is evident in her outfit. My Emma is well-versed in the newest fashions—not that I’m biassed or trying to brag!

Really, she’s the one who clothes me most of the time. No, it’s because she LOVES doing it, not because I think it’s her job because I’m a sexist. And I’m not complaining since, to be honest, I always look AMAZING!

My wife avoided her real interest for years. She performed a variety of professions. similar to working as a receptionist, a nurse for a little period of time (unfortunately), and even as a part-time artist. She was still unable to settle in, though.

My dear wife just made the decision to pursue her love of fashion as a job (see what I did there). She began aggressively looking for work in the retail industry. She reasoned that it would be a fantastic fit for her interests.

One day, all choked up, she told me the whole tale when she got home. Emma described how she spent the afternoon of that fateful day in the shopping centre. She then caught sight of a well-known lingerie shop with a “Now Hiring” sign displayed in the window.

She was excited and said, “I went inside right away to find out! But I was about to have the biggest shock of my life.” She described how, as soon as she tried to talk to the sales assistant, her exhilaration dissipated.

My wife was right in front of the nasty woman’s face before she even gave her a sidelong glance! Emma, who was still very excited but a little depressed, inquired about the application procedure for jobs. Rather, the assistant gave her a scowl and an arrogant gaze, scrutinising every inch of her. Subsequently, she said the sharp words:

“Look, sweetie, you’re not attractive enough for this position. NOT A CHANCE. Please don’t even try.

My wonderful wife was crying when she got home, before she calmed down enough to tell me her story. The hurtful comment devastated her heart. My heart ached to see my wife in such profound despair; I had never seen her like that before.

In an attempt to comfort her, I encircled her with my arms. “Don’t let her affect you, my love. You’re gifted and gorgeous. I whispered, “You’re worth so much more than her words. “But why would she say that?” Emma cried. “I only wanted to submit a job application. I wasn’t worthy of that.

I attempted to comfort my wife by saying, “She’s a small-minded person, my angel.” I was enraged to see her in such dejection! Nobody—I repeat, NOBODY—should treat my Emma cruelly and make her feel this way and get away with it!

Furthermore, what do you know? I became enraged and thought it was about time someone corrected that horrible assistant! I made the decision to teach the sales associate a humility lesson she would never forget!

I devised a plan throughout the course of the following few days. To request his assistance, I contacted my friend Mike, who works in the fashion industry. When Mike learned what had happened, he was more than happy to help.

“Man, it is just unbelievable. Naturally, I’ll assist. Mike stated on the phone, “Let’s give her a taste of her own medicine.” After a few days, my plan got started. With my Emma’s assistance, I got dressed well and returned to the lingerie shop.

I made sure the sales assistant was working that day because I had done adequate research. Then I pretended to look through the aisles, looking for the right opportunity. I smiled warmly at the assistant when there weren’t many people in the store.

“Hey, I want to get my wife something really unique. Could you assist me with selecting a few items?” I enquired. Seeing a big discount, her attitude instantly shifted. She started paying attention and pointing out different objects to me.

“Yes, sir! We have an excellent assortment. As we walked around the store, she inquired, in a now-sweet tone, “What’s the occasion?” “Just my wife’s kind of surprise. I said, trying to seem thoughtful, “I want to get her something really special.”

Fantastic! What do you think of this piece? It’s among our best-selling products,” she said, indicating a pretty lace outfit. “Do you think this would look good on her?” Examining the pants, I enquired. “Oh, without a doubt! It’s among our top-selling items. She promised me that your wife would adore it.

“I’d like to see a couple more alternatives. I added, keeping her interested, “I want to make sure I get the perfect one.” I tried to keep her interested by making small talk as she showed me additional pieces. I asked, “So, how long have you been working here?”

“Roughly half a year,” she answered. “It’s a great job if you have the right look for it.” I pretended to be interested as I nodded. “I find that to be intriguing. Do they frequently hire people?”

“Only when they truly require assistance. They’re selective about the people they hire,” she remarked, sounding a little proud.

I told her I had to go outside and ask my wife’s opinion on one of the items after about thirty minutes. I called my friend Mike instead of Emma. He moved swiftly to carry out his portion of the scheme.

Together, we strolled back into the shop. My friend went over to the sales representative and introduced himself. “Hi there,” Mike held out his hand to say hello. “I’m Mike Gladstone, a talent scout for a major fashion brand.”

He was impressed with the shop, giving the impression that it was a terrific place to discover new talent. “I’ve been searching for a person with a wonderful personality and an unusual appearance. Do you believe that someone similar could be present?

The assistant became very excited and her eyes expanded. “Oh really? “Apparently believing this was her big break, I have been told I have a great look for this kind of thing,” she remarked. Mike shook his head, giving her a critical once-over.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think you quite fit what we’re looking for,” he responded. “We need someone who STANDS OUT in the right way, you understand?” The assistant appeared very enthralled!

Mike turned to me before she could say anything further. He pointed at me and said, “What about you?” “Your appearance is intriguing. Have you ever thought about being a model? The assistant was astounded! She was shocked beyond belief!

“No, but I do have someone in mind who would be perfect for your campaign,” I said with a smile. I spoke without pausing to say, “My wife, Emma. She is gorgeous on the inside and out, self-assured, and full of beauty.”

Mike gave an enthusiastic nod. “I wish I could meet her. Let’s schedule a meeting.” I turned to face the helper, who looked pale and shook. Gazing directly into her eyes to convey my message, I uttered:

It’s strange how perceptions can be so deceptive, you know. Maybe the next time, YOU’LL reconsider your snap judgements about people based solely on appearance.”

I could feel the assistant’s eyes piercing my back as we were leaving. Later, Emma and Mike had a meeting. Her confidence was greatly boosted by the event, even if she decided not to pursue modelling.

“So, how did it go?” After my wife returned from her appointment with my friend, I asked her. “It was very incredible! She beamingly said, “Mike was so professional and kind.” “He mentioned that I had genuine potential,” she remarked, her countenance beaming with joy.

“Dear, I told you! I gave her a strong hug in return and said, “You have what it takes. Emma and I talked about what had happened over dinner that night. Glancing across the table at me, she remarked, “I can’t believe you did all that for me.”

“My darling, I would do everything for you. Nobody has the right to make you feel less than fully yourself, I asserted.

We returned to the shopping centre a week later. Emma strolled with a fresh sense of assurance this time. I had to take a quick peek inside the lingerie store as we were walking by. There she stood, the sales assistant, appearing still shaken from the shock.

“Want to go in and browse?” I made fun of Emma. Shaking her head, she laughed. “I’ve had enough of that store for a lifetime!” We strolled on, holding hands, understanding that sometimes the best retaliation entails more than simply a cunning scheme. It’s empowering the people you care about and assisting them in realising their worth.

That concludes my tale. Making someone understand how wrong they were in the most obvious and humiliating way imaginable is sometimes the best course of action. And believe me, I will never forget the expression on that sales assistant’s face!

Though it has been fictionalised for artistic purposes, this work draws inspiration from actual individuals and events. For reasons of privacy protection and story improvement, names, characters, and details have been changed. Any likeness to real people, alive or dead, or real events is entirely accidental and not the author’s intention.

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