some like it haute, meadows shopping district, 9:54am
karlie gingerly approaches the clerk. the clerk’s eyes remain fixated on her phone
karlie: (quietly) um, excuse me…
her eyes carefully scan karlie, first her shoes [wedges? hmph, just wear a proper heel…], then her dress [olive green doesn’t work on you, bb], her face [a softer red might work on your face], and stops at her bangs [definitely cuts her own hair]. her nose wrinkles in disgust and returns to scrolling.
????:(disgusted sigh) we don’t have a bathroom
karlie: (puzzled) what? n-no. i’m not looking for that. i’m –
????: (curtly) or a clearance rack.
karlie: (leans forward) i’m here for the interview…
????: (raises eyebrows) really? (sneers) you? hmph…
she forces a smile…
????: i’ll go get the manager. wait here.
she turns to walk away but stops
????: and kindly refrain from touching anything you can’t afford to buy….
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