Last Nerve

Written for and sarcasm.

Clara tried to not show any sarcasm in her voice, but the statement from her next customers mouth just got on her last nerve. They were always right, unless they were wrong that is. The jumper is two sizes too small, and I demand a refund. I mean, wouldn’t they have noticed when they brought the jumper it was too small.

Perhaps she was being a little unfair, sometimes at Christmas, gifts were given in haste.

The customer in front of her, in her designer outfit moved to the front of the queue. ‘These trousers are meant to be a ten, and I am a ten, but they don’t fit. This is unacceptable.’

Looking at the customer, a size ten? It was hard to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. ‘Did you not try them on first, sometimes the sizes aren’t quite what they say.’

‘Well, I want my money back.’

The customer has to be right, even when they are wrong. It wasn’t as if she understood being overweight. She wasn’t a size ten, or even a fourteen. It was blaming the shop for selling the wrong pair of trousers.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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