A Sales Assistant Told My Wife She Wasn’t ‘Pretty Enough’ to Work in Their Store

A store assistant made my wife cry when she applied for a job, claiming she wasn’t “pretty enough.” This upset me, so I decided to teach the assistant a lesson.

My wife Emma loves fashion and has impeccable taste. Despite working various jobs, she always dreamed of a retail career. Recently, she decided to pursue this passion. One day, she saw a “Now Hiring” sign at a famous lingerie store. Excited, she inquired inside but was met with, “Look, hun, I don’t think you’re pretty enough for this job. NO CHANCE. Don’t even try, okay?” Emma was heartbroken and in tears when she got home.

Seeing her devastated made me furious. I reached out to my friend Mike in the fashion industry for help. We devised a plan. I went to the store, pretending to be a customer looking for lingerie for my wife. The assistant, eager for a sale, became attentive. After engaging her for a while, I stepped out to call Mike.

Mike arrived and introduced himself as a talent scout. He assessed the assistant and then dismissed her, saying, “I don’t think you quite fit what we’re looking for.” He turned to me, suggesting I could be a model and praised my wife, Emma, as perfect for a campaign. The assistant was visibly shocked.

Later, Emma met with Mike, and although she didn’t pursue modeling, the experience boosted her confidence. A week later, we walked past the store, Emma holding her head high. Sometimes, the best revenge is lifting up the ones you love and helping them see their true worth.

VA

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