A store employee had the audacity to reduce my wife to tears with her harsh words, all because she simply inquired about a job at the store. When I found out what happened, I was determined to set things right. My actions ensured that the clerk would think twice before treating anyone like that again!
Let me share with you a tale of sweet retribution. I’m Thomas, and my wife, Emma, has always had a natural talent for fashion. Her wardrobe is a testament to her impeccable style. And while I might be a bit biased, Emma has an incredible eye for the latest trends!
She even picks out my outfits—not because it’s her duty, but because she genuinely enjoys it. And honestly, I look fantastic every time, so I’m not complaining!
For years, Emma held back from pursuing her true passion. She worked various jobs, from receptionist to even a brief stint as a nurse, and she dabbled in art. But she hadn’t yet found her perfect fit.
Recently, Emma decided to turn her passion for fashion into a career. She started actively looking for a job in retail, thinking it would be a perfect match for her interests.
One day, she came home visibly upset and recounted her experience. Emma had been at the mall that afternoon when she noticed a popular lingerie store with a “Now Hiring” sign.
“I went right in to ask about it, but I was in for a rude awakening,” she said. Her initial excitement quickly faded as she approached the sales clerk and tried to start a conversation.
The rude woman ignored Emma until she was right in front of her! Despite feeling disheartened, my wife still eagerly inquired about the job application process. Instead of receiving a helpful response, the clerk looked her up and down with a sneer and dismissively said:
“Look, hun, you just don’t have the looks for this job. NO CHANCE. Don’t even bother, okay?”
Emma was in tears by the time she got home, deeply hurt by the cruel comment. I had never seen her so upset, and it broke my heart.
I held her close, trying to comfort her. “Don’t let her words get to you. You’re beautiful and talented. You’re worth so much more than what she said,” I whispered. “But why would she say that?” Emma cried. “I just wanted to apply for a job. I didn’t deserve that.”
“She’s narrow-minded, my love,” I tried to console her, but seeing Emma so distraught made me furious. No one, and I mean NO ONE, has the right to make my wife feel that way and get away with it!
As my anger grew, I knew I had to teach that clerk a lesson in humility she’d never forget.
Over the next few days, I devised a plan and reached out to my friend Mike, who works in the fashion industry. When he heard what happened, he was eager to help.
“That’s awful, man. Let’s turn the tables on her,” Mike said over the phone. A few days later, I put my plan into action. With Emma’s help, I dressed sharply and returned to the lingerie store.
I made sure the same sales clerk was on duty that day. I pretended to browse the store, waiting for the right moment. When the store was relatively empty, I approached her with a pleasant smile.
“Hello, I’m looking to buy something special for my wife. Could you help me choose a few items?” I asked. Her attitude shifted immediately, sensing a potential big sale. She eagerly showed me various items.
“Absolutely, sir! We have a wonderful selection. What’s the occasion?” she asked, her tone now overly sweet. “Just a surprise for my wife. I want to get her something truly special,” I replied, feigning thoughtfulness.
“Great! How about this piece? It’s one of our top sellers,” she suggested, holding up a delicate lace set. “Do you think this would suit her?” I asked, examining the lingerie. “Oh, definitely! It’s one of our most popular items. Your wife will love it,” she assured me.
“Could you show me a few more options? I want to make sure I pick the perfect one,” I requested, keeping her engaged. As she presented more pieces, I made casual conversation. “So, how long have you been working here?” I asked.
“About six months,” she replied. “It’s a great job if you fit the image.” I nodded, pretending to be interested. “Do they hire often?”
“Only when absolutely necessary. They’re very selective about who they hire,” she said with a hint of arrogance.
After spending about thirty minutes with her, I told her I needed to step outside to call my wife for her opinion on one of the items. Instead of calling Emma, I called my friend Mike. He arrived quickly to play his part.
We walked back into the store together. Mike approached the sales clerk and introduced himself. “Hello,” Mike said, extending his hand. “I’m Mike Gladstone, a talent scout for a major fashion label.”
He complimented the store, mentioning that it seemed like a prime spot to discover new talent. “I’m looking for someone with a unique look and dynamic personality. Do you have anyone like that here?”
The clerk’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Really? Well, I’ve been told I have the right look for this kind of work,” she said, clearly thinking this was her big break. Mike looked her over and shook his head.
“I’m sorry, but you don’t quite fit what we’re looking for,” he said. “We need someone who REALLY stands out, you know?” The clerk looked absolutely deflated!
Before she could respond, Mike turned to me. “What about you?” he asked, pointing at me. “You have an interesting look. Have you ever considered modeling?” The clerk was stunned!
I grinned and replied, “No, but I do know someone who would be perfect for your campaign.” Without missing a beat, I added, “My wife, Emma. She’s gorgeous, confident, and absolutely radiant inside and out.”
Mike nodded enthusiastically. “I’d LOVE to meet her. Let’s set up an interview.” I turned to the clerk, who was now pale and shaken. Looking directly at her, I said:
“It’s funny how appearances can be deceiving. Maybe next time, YOU’LL think twice before judging someone based solely on their looks.”
As we left the store, I could feel the clerk’s stunned gaze following us. Emma later met with Mike, and while she chose not to pursue modeling, the experience gave her a huge confidence boost.
“So, how did it go?” I asked her when she got back from meeting with Mike. “It was AMAZING! Mike was so kind and professional!” she said, beaming. “He said I had real potential,” she added, her face glowing with happiness.
“I told you, my dear! You have everything it takes,” I said, pulling her into a tight embrace. That night, we had dinner together, reflecting on the day. “I can’t believe you did all that for me,” Emma said, holding my hand across the table.
“I’d do anything for you, my love. No one gets to make you feel less than you are,” I said firmly.
A week later, we went back to the shopping center. This time, Emma walked with newfound confidence. As we passed by the lingerie store, I glanced inside. The sales clerk was there, still looking a bit shaken.
“Want to go in and browse?” I teased Emma. She laughed and shook her head. “I’ve had enough of that store for a lifetime!” We continued on, hand in hand, knowing that sometimes the best revenge isn’t just a clever scheme. It’s helping the ones you love recognize their true worth.
So, that’s my story. Sometimes, the best way to handle a situation is to expose someone’s flaws in the most public and humiliating way possible. And let me tell you, the look on that sales clerk’s face is something I’ll never forget!
