“Okay, ma’am, can we please not go there? I can’t even see what you’re talking about!” the worker insists, starting to look annoyed, “seems to me that you’re just here to cause problems.”
“No, I’m not!” I insist, feeling desperate. My half-assed plan is not working to the surprise of no one. I just wanted her to get me out of the common space so I could slip out without being noticed. Who knows how many wolves are waiting outside!
“This can is damaged, and you know it. You’re selling damaged goods to customers for half price. That’s deplorable!”
The worker rolls her eyes. “Aren’t you a little too young to be this much of a Karen, kid?”
Well, that’s exactly the vibe that I’d been aiming for, except I wanted her to believe me. Tamping down on the blush that threatens to overtake my cheek
