Thread: Fashion Gone Goth [ xMILENKOx & Juicy Fresh ]

On the corner turning tricks? Are you fucking kidding me? This is the type of douche-bag I must work with in order to keep my job? This had to be some kind of sick joke. What kind of idiot is dumb enough to call an employee a whore right to her face. But, you didn't know me. You didn't know what I could do, what I could accomplish... but you also didn't know that my mouth, was probably even bigger than yours. A harlot? I guess you must have your way around those corners to know so much about them. I said that with completely normality, with an average voice as if I hadn't said anything wrong. There was a strange mix of bitter sarcasm with a huge deal of insult. It wasn't a direct insult, but it was more of a 'nudge-nudge, wink-wink' type of joke. I didn't want to lose my job on the spot, so I had to keep my words as least threatening and damaging as possible but I realized it was going to be extremely hard to bite my tongue with you. I had gone to reach out my hand for you to shake, but as soon as your aggravating words left your lips I was quick to retract that once-friendly offer. You didn't deserve a polite hand shake, you deserved a good hard slap in the face. Something I was forcing myself to hold back. I glanced over to Red, who was deeply red with embarrassment. He rather liked me, for some reason. Perhaps it was because I reminded him of his daughter whom I used to be friends with in high school, but I don't think he remember that nor remembers me. I gave him a warm smile, to tell him it was OK and I knew it wasn't his fault. I walked over to Red and placed my hand over his shoulder, gently. My black-painted nails lightly pushing into the material of his suit. Well, Red here sees something you clearly don't in me. The ability to bring this company from the shits - up. Unlike the unnaturally skinny workers here, if you can even call them that, who bring nothing but eye-candy-satisfaction to you, I assume, I can bring a lot to this department. I looked over to Red and gave a reassured smile before I walked towards the photo shoot. I thought that would be the end of it, but I should have known better. Speaking like photography was almost worthless to the company? He spoke like he knew nothing. I shot my body around, a fierce look in my eyes as I stomped over to you. I should have guessed I'd be working for a half-assed, total bimbo of a man. I thought being the owner of this company, you'd know value for what it is, but now it's clear to me that you just stand aback while you let your pathetic servants bring you cuisine food on a silver platter. Without proper photography, this company would crash and burn. But for the record, the shoot is going horribly. I was left with almost nothing to work with, and so far the concept is garbage. But ya know... it's only to make it nice and pretty for the magazines... It doesn't really matter if the product looks like trash to the public. It's not like it will lower the sales or anything... Total, complete, sarcasm. I was surprised by how much my mouth ran off there. Red looked like he would faint. Sorry for the delay, the end of the semester is nearing so there's a lot of work.