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It's pretty hilarious when you work on a beauty counter.

Becka-Jay (mobile consultant) and myself.

So many people make assumptions that you have nothing but air in-between each ear. That conclusion was made two weeks ago when some angry lady called me "ignorant", to which I wish I had replied "so a ninteen year old who is an account manager and has three college A-levels is now reffered to by this term?" but I just let it go.

Anyway, on to my story. Today as I was doing a makeover on a customer, two girls, who, to be perfectly honest stood out like sore thumbs due to their tacky attire (and it wasn't the good sort of tacky, which is what dissappointed me), came over to the counter. One walked off whilst the other selected an item. I asked if she needed any help to which she said "no I'm just looking" but seemed to be trying to conceal the item that she had taken. Five minutes later, one of the store managers waked over with the girls, asking if it was okay to do a refund on the product that I had seen her take! I asked the manager when she had purchased it and the reciept said the 19th, so I refused, then once they had gone around the counter, told her exactly what they were attempting to do.

To my amusement, the product was returned to me seconds later as the girls had dumped it on top of the fragrance counter. So obviously, someone was trying to make a quick penny because they shouldn't have bought the item in the first place.

Gutted!