My beloved wife, Emma, decided to start looking for a job in retail, thinking it would be the perfect fit for her interests. One day, while at the shopping center, she saw that a famous lingerie shop was hiring, as advertised on a poster outside the store. Emma excitedly went into the store and tried to speak to the sales assistant. However, the\n\n\n\n

assistant ignored her until she was practically right in her face.Emma asked how she could apply for the job, and the sales assistant looked her up and down with a sneer before delivering the blow: \u201cLook, I don\u2019t think you\u2019re pretty enough for this job\n\n\n\n

NO CHANCE. Don\u2019t even try.\u201d Emma came home in tears, absolutely devastated. My heart broke seeing her like that. But then, anger took over. Nobody, and I mean nobody, can treat my wife like that and get away with it. I decided I was going to teach that sales assistant a lesson she would never forget.Planning the Perfect Revenge A few days later, I went to the same lingerie store, making sure that the same assistant was there, and pretended to be an important customer. I dressed sharply, exuding an air of confidence and wealth. The moment I walked in, the sales assistant, whose name tag read \u201cSophia,\u201d flashed a plastic smile, her demeanor completely different from how she treated Emma. \u201cGood afternoon, sir. How can I assist you today?\u201d she chirped. I put on my most charming smile and told her I was looking for a special gift for my wife. Sophia eagerly began showing me various items, her attitude a stark contrast to her earlier rudeness. I\n\n\n\n

listened attentively, pretending to be impressed, while silently seething inside. I asked her questions about the quality, the materials, and the best sellers, making sure to keep her occupied.The Reveal After about half an hour of browsing, I casually mentioned, \u201cYou know, my wife was here the other day. She was looking to apply for a job.\u201d Sophia\u2019s face momentarily flickered with recognition, but she quickly masked it. \u201cOh, really? How\n\n\n\n

wonderful,\u201d she said, trying to maintain her professional fa\u00e7ade. \u201cYes,\u201d I continued, \u201cbut she came home very upset. She told me someone here told her she wasn\u2019t \u2018pretty enough\u2019 to work in this store.\u201d The color drained from Sophia\u2019s face. She stammered, \u201cOh, um, I\u2019m not sure who would have said that. We have very high standards, you see.\u201d \u201cHigh standards?\u201d I echoed, raising an eyebrow. \u201cOr just shallow ones?\u201d Her discomfort was palpable, but I wasn\u2019t done yet. \u201cYou see, my wife is beautiful, both inside and out. And\n\n\n\n

she certainly didn\u2019t deserve to be humiliated like that.\u201dSophia\u2019s eyes darted around, looking for an escape. I leaned in slightly, lowering my voice. \u201cI want to speak to your manager.\u201d Sweet Justice The manager, a well-dressed woman named Lisa, arrived promptly. I repeated the entire story, emphasizing the insult and the impact it had on my wife. Lisa\u2019s expression grew stern as she listened. \u201cI am so sorry to hear about this,\u201d she said. \u201cWe do not condone such behavior. Sophia, could you step into my office, please?\u201d Sophia\u2019s face turned beet red as she followed Lisa. I waited patiently, knowing that my revenge was already in motion. After a few minutes, Lisa returned and apologized\n\n\n\n

profusely, offering Emma a sincere invitation to reapply. \u201cWe\u2019ll make sure she gets a fair and kind interview,\u201d Lisa promised.The Aftermath When I got home, I told Emma everything. She was hesitant at first, still hurt by the initial encounter, but I encouraged her to give it another shot. Reluctantly, she agreed. A week later, Emma went back to the store for her interview. This time, she was greeted warmly by Lisa and the other staff.\n\n\n\n

Sophia was nowhere to be seen.Emma got the job, and I made sure to visit her often, always with a smile. She thrived in her new role, her confidence growing each day. As for Sophia, she was transferred to another branch, far away from us. Justice had been served.Emma and I often laugh about the incident now, grateful for the lesson learned and the strength gained from it. No one would ever make her feel unworthy again, and I would always be there to ensure of that.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"