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2024-10-29 19:42:56Scot walked into a fancy store after leaving his father's workplace.
Everyone looked at him oddly as he stepped into the shop because of how harsh he appeared.
Scot greets the salesgirl he saw, "Good day ma'am."
Scot was given a snide glance by the lady who looked like she didn’t want to attend to him but she came from behind the counter and stood in front of him.
"You need to leave now sir." She stares disgustingly at him then looked back into his eyes. “We don’t have cheap clothes for homeless people here.” she spat proudly and she felt delighted to be insulting the lady.
Scot was irritated by her sudden harsh words to him.
She didn’t even know who he was and was already talking in this manner.
Scot ignored her harsh words and answered her "I need something that looks good on me." He walked further into the shop and she walked quickly in front of him to stop him from going further.
Still baring the odd look, she said "Mr. Man!" She exclaimed in complete disgust. "We don't have anything here that you can afford." She added.
Her tone was rude and harsh and it didn’t please Scot.
He gave her a quick glare as he exhaled before he finally glare at her face that held contempt towards him.
"What kind of statement is that, young lady?" Scot inquired.
The sales girl laugh sarcastically then crossed her arms. "How can a poor, bad-looking man like you afford anything in this expensive boutique?" She scoffed with a roll of her eyes.
Scot wasn't bothered by her remark this time. Rather, he smiled as he stared at her.
"Do you know I can buy this entire boutique?" The girl burst out laughing after the outburst of Scot.
Scot received a phone call while she was laughing at him. He took out his phone and discovered it was a call from his father, but he refused to answer it.
He didn’t want his father to find out what's going on.
The sales girl stopped laughing and her face now held a frown then she pointed to the door.
"Leave and never return. This is not a place for the poor, okay?" She taunts him.
Scot came closer to her then squared his shoulder in an intimidating manner and he pointed at her.
"I can afford everything here, so you have to attend to me," Scot warned her. “You don’t know the son of who I am and I can make you pay for even denying to attend to me or purchase anything I want here.” he bragged then heard laugher from behind him.
He turned and saw his in-laws laughing at him with some other customers.
"Please chase this poor man away," his in-laws urged as they approached Scot and the salesgirl.
"He is unable to care for his family." The man added.
Scot became enraged and upset at meeting Jane's parents.
When he looked closely at them, he realized they were Jane's aunt and her husband. Scot initially smiled when he saw her because he remembered how he used to help her when she was having problems with her spouse years ago.
"Good day, ma'am," Scot greets Jane's aunt and attempted to hug her, but she backed away, grabbing her nose, implying Scot was smelly.
"You stink, Scot, and why would you think it is okay to greet me with your smelly self?” Jane's aunt took steps away from Scot.
"Why are you treating me like this? What did I do wrong?" Scot asked, a pained expression on his face.
In the boutique, Jane's aunt laughed and made fun at Scot as she told people in the store how miserable Scot is and how he lives off his wife and her rich parents.
Most people looked at him in pity while the rest mocked his situation.
"You can't afford to pay your rent, what are you doing in this pricey boutique? It’s okay for the poor to dream of this but coming here?” She laughed. “You just love to embarrass yourself.” Jane's aunt mocked.
Scot felt humiliated and angry with everyone in the boutique, but he kept his head up and pulled out his credit card.
"I can buy this whole boutique and still have some change left." Scot boasted.
Scot was made fun of by everyone in the store.
"When was the last time he took a bath?" One of the customers murmured in mockery.
Scot was ridiculed and labelled a lunatic for claiming he could buy the entire boutique.
"Send him away before everything starts to stink." Jane's aunt yelled as they all continued to laugh and make jokes at Scot.
This time, the salesgirl approached Scot with her face void of emotions, saying, "Leave this place, Mr. Man, before I call security to throw you out." She threatened.
Scot ignored her and attempted to go further into the store, but the sales girl stopped him again and pushed him back.
"Go your own way, young woman. I need to get some clothes.," Scot mumble, attempting to keep his temper under control.
The salesgirl was still adamant about Scot not moving any further.
"Leave or I'll call security." The salesgirl warned, pointing to the entrance door. Everyone in the room was watching and urging Scot to leave.
Scot was humiliated and dissatisfied.
He took out his phone to call his father, but the salesgirl refused, insisting he leave first.
Following multiple disagreements between Scot and the salesgirl, the boutique's security personnel barged in, attempting to evict Scot.
"Please excuse me, sir. We don't want you causing any problems here." One of the security guards gave the order.
They were both pointing Scot towards the door, requesting he depart, but Scot resisted.
"I need to get some clothes, and I have the money." Scot sincerely explained.
Scot stated multiple times that he needed to buy what he had come for, but the security guards and everyone else didn't want him to.
Everyone in the room began mumbling and whispering as the guard grabbed him and prepared to throw him out.
"Send him away, he's a criminal." One of the customers said, and everyone agreed with the declaration that Scot was a thief.
The security guards began pushing Scot and using force to get him to leave, but Scot resisted.
They hauled Scot about like a regular thief and began abusing him. Scot continued to struggle and resist the security guards as he yelled.
"Let me go, let me go!!" Scot screamed loudly.
Everyone, even the salesgirl, insisted that he go.
The salesgirl particularly requested that he be kicked out before stealing stuff and infecting everyone with his wretchedness.
Just as they were about to finally push him out, the manager of the store came out to stop the commotion that was going on when then he saw the ring on Scot’s finger.
The manager trembled and rushed to him to stop them from manhandling him further, he apologized to Scot and everyone wondered why the manager suddenly stopped the bullying of Scot and was being nice and respectful to him.
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