She couldn't take her eyes off the gown. It had been in the window all spring, yet the shop was never open and the little sign in the window always read "Will return at 11." Whether AM or PM, they never returned. Gold lettering on the doors stated "By Appointment Only" and a phone number. She had left many messages, none were returned. And yet, the shop looked pristine and cared for inside. Lavish gowns and accessories, fit for a princess bride were artfully displayed. Her obsession with the gown had grown to the point where she thought of little else and her trips by the shop had become even more frequent. 11AM, 11PM...11AM, 11PM. Now, as she stood here, waiting for the time on her cell phone to strike 11PM, her heart began to pound. Her mouth became dry. This was it. In 36 seconds, her life would change forever. She'd finally get her hands on the gown...feel the fabric and the weight of it.
She reached deep into her purse and pulled out a baseball glove sized chunk of concrete. Hefted it in her hand, gripping it securely. A quick glance at her phone...as it turned 11PM for the millionth time. With a deep breath, she struck the display window with the concrete chunk. For a second, nothing happened...and then spidery cracks spread with a skittering sound and the window fell at her feet. As she stepped boldly forward to touch the gown, sirens could already be heard heading her way...
She couldn't take her eyes off the gown. It had been in the window all spring, yet the shop was never open and the little sign in the window always read "Will return at 11." Whether AM or PM, they never returned. Gold lettering on the doors stated "By Appointment Only" and a phone number. She had left many messages, none were returned. And yet, the shop looked pristine and cared for inside. Lavish gowns and accessories, fit for a princess bride were artfully displayed. Her obsession with the gown had grown to the point where she thought of little else and her trips by the shop had become even more frequent. 11AM, 11PM...11AM, 11PM. Now, as she stood here, waiting for the time on her cell phone to strike 11PM, her heart began to pound. Her mouth became dry. This was it. In 36 seconds, her life would change forever. She'd finally get her hands on the gown...feel the fabric and the weight of it.
She reached deep into her purse and pulled out a baseball glove sized chunk of concrete. Hefted it in her hand, gripping it securely. A quick glance at her phone...as it turned 11PM for the millionth time. With a deep breath, she struck the display window with the concrete chunk. For a second, nothing happened...and then spidery cracks spread with a skittering sound and the window fell at her feet. As she stepped boldly forward to touch the gown, sirens could already be heard heading her way...
1 comment:
That's what happens when you get such poor customer service!!! They should have called her back ... poor little Bridezilla girl LOL!
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