He knocked on the door. "Lingerie department? How can I help you?"
One day, John's worst nightmare came true.
John's heart sank. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should just pretend he didn't hear the voice. But his professional instincts kicked in, and he slowly made his way to the dressing room.
John let out a sigh of relief. It was just a stocking issue. He carefully opened the door and peeked inside.
Not just any customer, but Mrs. Johnson, the wife of his boss.
As he beat a hasty retreat, John couldn't help but wonder how his day could get any worse.
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