so...my minion just got off the phone with her good friend who owns a bridal store.
some "gross hillbilly" with "long greasy hair" came in her store wanting to try on dresses.
she's apparently helped quite a few guys try on wedding dresses and typically has no problem with it.
then again, yr typical male wedding dress shopper isn't covered in "open back sores" and rarely (if ever) bleeds on the new dresses.
she was happy just to have him out of the store. I'm a firm believer in "you bleed on it, you buy it". now that he's gone, her only recourse is bleach and lysol.
fucking humans.
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