Lady Gives Me Competition
I’m a 24 year old sales executive and my work involves making sure the sale goals given to my team are satisfied. So far I have been successful and have been awarded the best performance award for the last five years. I have got a great income with hikes ever so frequently annually. I am also a fashion freak. Not in the sense of wearing outrageous clothes everywhere I go but a more delicate sense of style. I make sure to dress casually but make it trendy. I try my best to look stunning every single day.
I like it when I look good and get compliments for it. I also have a great eagerness for scents. I love all of the different perfumes. At first, I had one perfume that I would wear literally everywhere but realized that after a while it became old and predicted. Before people even saw me, they knew I was there thanks to the smell. People started Calling me after the title of my perfume. So I decided to change it up and wear fragrances based totally on how was I feeling that day or how it best fits with my outfit. Everybody loved that about me as I came in with a brand new scent every day. I love the feeling of knowing I’m the most stylish in the room.
I was always the center of attention when it came to fashion but one day a woman caught my eye. She was actually the executive of sales as well except for a different area. She was excellent at her job and ever since she started, I have put it upon myself to fight against her for the top sales rank. I also hated the indisputable fact that she also had consideration for glamour and fashion like me. People started referring to her as the queen of style and this really started getting to me. I know she had great style but I do not get what all of the fuss was about. How did she unseat me? I didn’t help that my body language was basically hollering my hate for the girl.
The other day I reached my breaking point when I noticed her holding the exact same Louis Vuitton purse that I owned. I took me so long to get that bag because of its price . I asked every resource I’d what sort of income this lady was making so I can understand how she was able to get the bag. Apparently my salary is forty percent more than hers. So how did she get it?
I bumped into her on purpose and asked her to eat lunch with me so I could learn how she could afford such a dear purse. I gracefully asked about her LV purse and she smiled. She asked if I spotted anything different and I claimed no. She then tell me that it was essentially from a collection of Louis Vuitton replica handbags. When she told me about the Louis Vuitton replica purses I couldn’t believe it. I ordered some myself the very next day.