One day, a store employee crossed the line by making my wife cry. All because she had applied for a job there. Hearing my wife’s story, I knew I had to do something. What I did next ensured that the assistant would think twice before being rude to anyone again!
This story is all about sweet, pure revenge. I’m Thomas, and my wife, Emma, has always had a fantastic sense of style. Her fashion sense is top-notch, and she always looks stunning. Not that I’m biased or anything!
Emma often picks out my clothes, not because I’m lazy or sexist, but because she genuinely loves it. And I must say, I always look incredible thanks to her.
Emma had many jobs over the years: receptionist, nurse (for a short while), and even a part-time artist. But she never found her true calling until recently.
Finally, she decided to follow her passion for fashion and started looking for jobs in retail. She thought it would be a perfect match for her interests.
One day, she came home upset and told me what happened. Emma had seen a “Now Hiring” sign in a well-known lingerie store and went in to apply. She was so excited until she met the sales assistant.
Emma said she approached the assistant, who didn’t even bother to look at her properly before delivering a harsh blow. The assistant scowled and scanned her from head to toe before saying, “Look, sweetie, you’re not pretty enough for this job. Don’t even bother applying.”
Emma came home in tears. She was heartbroken, and seeing her like that shattered me. I hugged her and told her, “Don’t let her words affect you. You are talented and beautiful, inside and out.”
But deep down, I was furious. No one should treat my wife like that and get away with it. I decided to teach that sales assistant a lesson she would never forget.
Over the next few days, I crafted a plan. I called my friend Mike, who works in the fashion industry, and he was more than willing to help.
“Unbelievable,” Mike said. “Let’s give her a taste of her own medicine.”
A few days later, with Emma’s help, I dressed to impress and went back to the lingerie store. I had made sure the assistant was working that day. I pretended to browse the aisles until I had the chance to speak to her.
“Excuse me, I want to buy something special for my wife. Can you help me pick out a few items?” I asked. Seeing a potential big sale, her attitude changed immediately. She became all smiles and helpfulness.
“Yes, sir! We have a great selection. What’s the occasion?” she asked sweetly.
“Just a surprise for my wife. I want to get her something really special,” I replied.
She showed me various items, praising each one. “This is one of our bestsellers. Your wife will love it,” she assured me.
After about thirty minutes, I told her I needed to step outside to get my wife’s opinion. Instead, I called Mike, who swiftly came in to play his part.
Mike introduced himself to the assistant. “Hi, I’m Mike Gladstone, a talent scout for a major fashion brand. I’m looking for someone with a great personality and unique look. Do you think anyone here might fit that description?”
The assistant’s eyes lit up. “Oh, really? People say I have a great look for this kind of thing,” she said eagerly.
Mike looked her over critically. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think you’re quite what we’re looking for. We need someone who stands out in the right way,” he said.
The assistant looked stunned. Mike turned to me and said, “What about you? Your look is intriguing. Ever thought about modeling?”
“No, but I know someone perfect for your campaign,” I replied with a smile. “My wife, Emma. She’s beautiful inside and out.”
Mike nodded enthusiastically. “I’d love to meet her. Let’s set up a meeting.”
I looked directly at the assistant and said, “It’s amazing how appearances can be deceiving. Maybe next time, you’ll think twice before judging someone by their looks.”
As we left, I could feel the assistant’s shocked eyes on my back. Later, Emma met with Mike, and although she didn’t pursue modeling, the experience boosted her confidence.
“So, how did it go?” I asked Emma when she got home.
“It was incredible! Mike was so professional and kind. He said I had real potential,” she said, beaming.
“See, I told you! You have what it takes,” I said, hugging her tightly.
A week later, we walked through the shopping center again. This time, Emma was confident. I peeked inside the lingerie store and saw the assistant, who still looked rattled.
“Want to go in?” I teased Emma.
She laughed and shook her head. “I’ve had enough of that store for a lifetime!”
We walked away, hand in hand, knowing that sometimes the best revenge is helping someone realize their worth.
And that’s my story. Sometimes, the best way to show someone they’re wrong is in the most obvious and humiliating way possible. I’ll never forget the look on that sales assistant’s face!
This story, though fictionalized for dramatic purposes, is inspired by real people and events. Names, characters, and details have been changed for privacy and storytelling reasons. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
The publisher and author disclaim any liability for misunderstandings and do not assert the factual accuracy of the events or character portrayals. This narrative is presented “as is,” with the characters’ opinions being their own.
