"It doesn't fit" I turned to see the stupid blonde kid stood across the counter.
"What?"
"I said it doesn't fit" He held up a top.
"So?"
"Exchange it for me"
"Go find the right size"
"Why can't you?"
"Go find the right size" I repeated. He rolled his eyes but walked off anyway.
"Here" He chucked the two pieces of clothing onto the counter.
"Why thanks" I scanned the two items and did the exchange before handing the top back to him in the bag.
"So, any thoughts on that date?"
"Date? Don't you mean quick fuck?"
"Now is the right type of language to be using in your place of work?"
"Does it look like I care?"
"You're different. I like different"
"You're stupid. I hate stupid"
